There were no problems until they got to the plain where the "tanks" were living. The first day, they saw some family groups in the distance, but none...up close. The morning of the second day was a different story.They had broken camp and were moving across the plain at a sedate pace when they spied a huge tank keeping a close eye on their progress. At first, the tank was just walking toward them from well off to their right. However, as it got closer, the tank sped up, until it finally appeared. After three years splitting time between his home country of Switzerland and it’s consulates-general in San Fran.“Florin,” smiled Lt. Whitmore.“Hello, Jason! How are you,” the dishwater-blond, brown-eyed Swiss man beamed.“I’m well,” Jason stated. “Are we going to the bar?”“Absolutely.”Florin Schaub ordered a Pimm’s Cup. It consisted of Pimm’s No. 1, fresh squeezed lemon, mint, ENglish cucumber, ginger ale, and a splash of cucumber-infused vodka. Jason kept it simple choosing a draft domestic. Ednesday, April 6, 2005I was outside my sisters' bedroom door at 6am, when a bleary-eyed Donna came out. She'd be firing on all cylinders in a few more seconds. We headed outside.Once we were on the sidewalk, I said, "First point of business. No pretty girls have hugged me today, and I need one to before I can run properly." And I gave her a quick hug. I could see she really wasn't in the mood, but that was okay, they're there for when she is.She said, "You're just trying to make me go easy on. " And what's with your mom?" Until we have informed her that we are mates, it is inappropriate to touch me. Once our ... engagement is official, you may show your affection with a gesture called ozh'esta." What's that?" The Vulcan equivalent of a human kiss," T'Pol explained and presented him two fingers. Trip mirrored her gesture."Wow, that's naughty," Trip joked."Since you are not a touch-telepath this gesture does not hold a great appeal for you," T'Pol admitted. "But I ask you to accept it.