Word: plushly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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With the road back blocked. Pérez Jiménez idled away the hours in plush exile in the Dominican Republic's lavish Hotel Embajador. won $3,000 at roulette one evening in the hotel casino. With Fellow Exile Juan Perón of Argentina he went sightseeing, and the two presumably discussed their next moves. Perón had expressed a hankering for a slow boat ride to Europe, where he reportedly has millions stowed away in Swiss banks. Pérez Jiménez and Chief Cop Estrada may seek private asylum...
...jolt to Latin America's last few strongmen (see box). Argentina, struggling to clean up the mess left by Juan PerÓn, could face its first free post-PerÓn general elections this month without the nagging threat of interference from the ousted dictator operating in plush exile in Perez Jiménez' Caracas. Colombia, lately rid of Dictator Gustavo Rojas Pinilla, could get on with its rebuilding, proud of having set a good example and with fresh assurance that democracy holds the brightest promise. And the U.S., deeply involved in developing Venezuela's fabulous...
...surrender by 1:30 a.m. At the air bases, hopes flagged fast. At 1 o'clock Major Carrillo and 16 other young officers took off for refuge in Barranquilla, Colombia, 475 miles westward; as a defiant-and unnerving-last gesture, they used Pérez Jiménez plush-job DC-4, with trusted Personal Pilot Martin Parade flying. Ironically, the attacking battalions paused part way at Los Teques and began going over to the uprising just as the airmen fled; when the army units were talked into surrender the next morning, the revolt was over...
Cheating by the house had never been necessary in any of Las Vegas' plush gambling hotels because, so went the belief, the odds were so calculated that the house could not lose. But lately, some strange happenings have struck at both the moral and economic base of gambling in Las Vegas...
...Movies. By oldtime standards, the camp was a plush resort. Air-dropped supplies floated down regularly. There was plenty of room for everyone in the huts, which were connected by undersnow tunnels. The men ran movies three times a week, exulted in the talents of their cook. About once a week they talked by radiotelephone to their families. Occasionally, some of them got tired of hearing certain hi-fi records, took to hiding them around the camp (one victim: twangy Ballad Singer-Guitarist Burl Ives). But the men balked only once-when a stateside psychologist sent down a lengthy questionnaire...