His back is aching and his eyes are red-rimmed. Still, at least most of the restaurant food will be served as a buffet. It brings that touch of Homer Simpson to European five-star. Inside the building, the stone cutters are still roaring away, radios blaring. The men are crouched low, scraping excess grout from fresh mosaics.
Women patiently wipe away the marble dust that covers everything.
My suite is like a miniature version of the condos, only with about six less rooms, no private pool and no water views. The dining chairs, lounge chairs and sofa, are all covered in creamy silk embossed with gold Versace Medusa's head medallions. So is the bedspread and the bolster. So are the curtains. Even the curtains behind the curtains have the emblem woven into them.