Crazed woman wearing pink undies nabbed at Waldorf-Astoria
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Crazed woman wearing pink undies nabbed at Waldorf-Astoria
A woman wearing pink undies on top of her pants set off a brief scare at the Waldorf-Astoria Saturday when a security guard Park Hotel London spotted a gun sticking out of her jacket pocket.Police said Marilyn Michose, 46, was talking to herself in the crowded lobby of the hotel just after 9 a.m. An eagle-eyed security guard walked toward Michose and spotted the butt of a .25-caliber semiautomatic Beretta.Michose of Danbury, Conn., told workers she merely wanted to put her valuables in a safe at the Park Ave. hotel. When they asked if she had a gun, she ran into an empty bar at the hotel. She calmly surrendered a few minutes later, handing over the unloaded weapon.The woman, who was a guest on the 12th floor,Hotel lock, was taken to Elmhurst Hospital Center for a psychiatric evaluation. She was charged with fourth-degree criminal possession of a weapon.
Reaction among hotel guests ran from surprise to ho-hum."That is wacky," said Darren Muylders, 36, from London.Muylders said he's seen his fair share of crazy things working as a hotel concierge, but "nothing as drastic as that."Jamie and Lisa Futch from Atlanta, Ga., are visiting New York for the first time."The one time we come to the Waldorf and this happens," Lisa said. "That's pretty crazy."The Southern gent Park Hotel London chalked it up to just another day in Gotham City."What else is next?" asked Jamie. "I guess that's par for the course in New York.At 5 a.m. I am alone. All that remains of last night's drinkathon are a few plastic glasses and a fetid smell. I am heading to Sugdidi. I scan my ticket for the arrival time. Everything is in Cyrillic script.How will I recognize the station? I anxiously tug the toe of the sleeping attendant. He points forwards, holds up one finger and dozes off. One hour more or . . . ?I needn't have worried. Sugdidi is the end of the line. The marshrutka (van) owner is already rounding up a handful of backpackers. After a breakfast of stew and bread we vie for the best seats for the four-hour drive into the mountains.The views are as incredible as the road is hellish. The potholed track hangs from high cliffs like a jagged eyebrow. Crews busily shore up weak spots. I search for crosses.Mestia is remote. Nestled at around 1,400 metres in a spectacular mountainous valley, it is the administrative capital of Svaneti. The big deal here are the 175 watch towers built between the 9th and 13th centuries to house villagers during invasions.
We are a motley group descending on Nino Ratiani's guesthouse: a Korean lawyer, an American photographer, an Israeli couple, two students from Denmark and Canada and a British engineer. Nothing in common except adventure.We quickly divide into groups with similar interests. Tomorrow, I will share a jeep and driver with the Israeli couple, Gadi and Revital. Their religion forbids them to eat non-kosher food. Gadi has a stove, pan and an assortment of packets in his backpack for emergencies.Our goal is to reach Ushguli, around 47 kilometres up the Enguri Valley. Any semblance of road surface Park Hotel London disappears when we drive through the first flooded river.I wedge my feet under the back of the driver's seat and hang on to the roof handle as we bounce through deep ruts at precarious angles.
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