The limousine is waiting in front of the hotel. Your chauffeur takes your luggage in the hotel lobby. He has the umbrella readily to hand. He comes along with you to the big limousine, opens the door for you, and you let yourself sliding into the pale leather seats. Time to relax.
The chauffeur starts the engine, and gently accelerates the car. The disorder of the city you are leaving behind, while you take a look through the tinted windows of the limousine, to see the city.
The sound of the city sounds absorbed through the windows, in the limousine is soft music of Beethoven and Mozart or of course music of your personal favour.
The dusk is beginning, and you switch on the reading lights to read the current newspaper. The back of the car is lighted into a pale soft light.
You are taking a drink of water and enjoying the time to your next meeting. You are relaxing, trust your driver completely. He knows his way through the for your foreign city. At the destination, your chauffeur opens the door for you, and the stress of the day has you back. Absorbed in thoughts you are longing for the quite and insouciance of your ride.
