It is a shame
Hugo is not around to read this book. He would certainly approve of
some of the adventures as well as identify with a lot of the business
Hugo was in business before me. As soon as he got his product going,
he set up low cost production in Latin America. That is when he mastered
the art of mixing business trips with pleasure.
I dont know whether Hugo got more enjoyment from his adventures
themselves or telling about them, but I will say he certainly kept
me amused. We met by chance at technical conventions, electronic shows,
and conferences around the world. He always had a pocket full of pictures
of his latest conquests. It was never clear whether he was conquering
or getting conquered, but that was the charm of Hugo.
We both liked Paris a lot, and one time we discovered that we would
both be there a few days at the same time so we planned to take on
Paris. The first night was my birthday, so Hugo took me to a bar in
Pigalle. What a divewe couldnt get out of there too soon!
Since neither of us had ever been there before, we had one more thing
to joke aboutmy birthday in Pigalle. The next day, Monsieur
Fontaine, a great French guy who knew both of us, came over to a little
bistro where we were having lunch. When Fontaine came in, he saw these
two Americans gesticulating and speaking loudly to each other in French.
He never got over that.
Hugo and I went our separate ways for a few days and then we got together
at my little hotel on the left bank; he was staying at a nearby hotel.
He had thought he was checking into a regular hotel off the Boulevard
Raspail, but it turned out to be a whorehouse. He stayed there anyway
because it was so close to the Kit Kat nightclub he had discovered
nearby. Since he didnt feel comfortable about receiving visitors
at his hotel, he came by my hotel.
He couldnt wait to introduce me to the Kit Kat cluba very
well appointed place, dim lights, really good disco music with a nice
sprinkling of Latin tempo pieces, plush seats and tables.