Our own Sarah Palin puts on her lipstick and breezes through US
Donal Lynch joins Mary Coughlan on a tough mission -- selling Ireland as our reputation plummets
The Drury Plaza Hotel under the Arch in St Louis, Missouri. How grand it sounds.
How dismal it is. And yet it's grim functionality is perhaps becoming for it is here that Mary Coughlan's mission to promote our colleges in America begins its final day. After all the fuss about the pairs and whether she was wasting time and money it might be unbecoming if we were standing by a waterfall with flutes of taxpayer-funded champagne.
The Tanaiste arrives in a cavalcade of black cars, that blonde bouffant -- Myra Hindley goes to mart -- instantly recognisable in the back. She's accompanied by a group of hardworking Enterprise Ireland suits and an individual who turns out to be our Consul General in Chicago, Martin Rouine (I learn this after he first refuses to be identified, then sourly jabs his card at me and barks at me to "get the spelling right").