Picked Up In A Porsche

Landed, breezed through immigration and customs, and found my name in lights on an overhead monitor upon exiting airport security. There was a driver from the hotel waiting to pick me up, and he escorted me outside the airport into the the back of a snow white 4-door Porsche Panamera. I don't think I've ever been in a Porsche before, and that was one sweet ride. Surreal arrival. This week looks promising.