Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the "Wet Blanket," an Angry, German Tourist who stomped right up to the front desk at the Berlin Marriott yesterday -- wrapped in a towel -- and began barking orders at the receptionist. Evidently, he was upset about the lack of hot water in his room. "Now I've seen everything," I whispered to the Bellman, "Couldn't he do us all a favor and just use the phone?!?" Speaking of which, it was high time for me to throw in the towel, myself, and return to the States. I took the Red Eye to Atlanta last night for another series of industry meetings where, I suspect, there will be plenty of Hot Water to go around ...!