Thirty years ago! Scary! Yet inspiring. (Certainly most millennials I encounter are ripping off that era as fast as their iPad-laden hands can grab.) For your pleasure and edification, I was there (and then), and I reflect.
Bill is right, at least when it comes to building an adventurous partnership. There is something about being together, facing the unknown and discovering the world as a team that will make or break a relationship.
The crust is not as thin as that at Pepe's in New Haven, and the ovens are evidently metal, not brick. But whenever I visit, Casa Bianca reminds me a little bit of home. And I suspect the same was once true for President Obama.
There are, I am increasingly convinced, but two kinds of people in this world: People who hate Wes Anderson films and human beings. At the Hotel Andersonia, art trumps evil every time, that's why we keep coming back every year.