As the golden elevator doors slid open to reveal a gilt sign announcing the 14th floor, the phrase “I’ve made it” sprang to mind.
Not “I’ve made it to the 14th floor”. Not even “I’ve made it to the famous Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac”. No. It was “I’ve made it , made it”. The big time.
For in my hand was a golden key to access the private lounge and rooms on the upper floors of one of the most photographed hotels on Earth.
