He gave me a writing/publishing office, I gave him a woodworking/gardening workshop. Good trade:-)
I'm sleep deprived and the day's adrenaline has totally worn off, so I won't belabor any descriptions of the day. Just a fragmented list from a fragmented mind: 5:30 a.m. shock: I asked the people arguing outside my hotel room window to be quiet...and they complied. 7:00 a.m. shock: The hotel clerk actually said "sorry about that" when I honestly answered his "How was your stay?"