StarIQ.com's Cosmic Correspondent Kim Rogers-Gallagher has been invited to the planets' secret hangout. She's the first astrologer to enter this starry domain, and she reports regularly on her findings there.

Cosmic Café 28:
Customs, the Limo and Shopping with Jupiter

Jupiter marched proudly up to the stern-faced customs officer—and I held my breath. He examined our passports through the tiny glasses he had perched on the tip of his nose. Miraculously, he then extended his hand to Uncle Guy, smiled, and said "Welcome back to Switzerland, Mr. Huge." He even smiled at me.

I was astounded—but Jupiter, of course, was not. He expected this type of treatment from anyone who worked at a job that involved long-distance travelers—his department. He shook the man's hand vigorously, and said, "Glad to be back, Alois. Nice to see you're on top of things."

We walked through "Nothing To Declare," past the signs for baggage, and out of the airport.

"So, where are we off to first?" I asked Jupiter. He didn't seem to hear me, however. He seemed to be looking for something—or someone. Suddenly, a long silver limousine pulled up, and a driver in full uniform hopped out. He just about ran over to Jupiter with his hand out. "Herr Huge! Am I late?"

Jupiter laughed loudly and shook yet another hand warmly. "Not at all, Claude. We just got here, my man."

The driver looked around behind us for baggage, but Jupiter told him not to worry about it. He said we were on a shopping expedition—and where would Claude recommend in town for some "real nice threads" for his niece? Claude said he knew exactly where to go, and took us directly into the heart of that lovely city, to a small store I could never have afforded to shop in had I been alone. I was, however, with my favorite Uncle, and he was out to spoil me.

This was quite the expensive clothing store—I mean, "boutique." The saleswomen were dressed like the folks on soap operas, right down to the pearls, matching purse, belt and shoes. The Sag in me felt out of place—but my Venus in Capricorn loved it.

Jupiter was in rare form. He hustled me over to the saleswomen, told me to have a ball, and then he was gone, entertaining once again. He was extremely talkative and animated, and once again, he made a point of chatting with everyone there. Everyone. The customers, the delivery folks and, of course, the saleswomen, who obviously adored him. He switched languages easily, and talked almost incessantly. He was so talkative, in fact, that I wondered if he'd had a little bit too much caffeine. But there was more to it than that.

Jupiter bought every single thing I expressed even the mildest interest in. He insisted that I choose at least one outfit for every possible occasion. Then he decided I should have each outfit in several different colors. I reminded him that we'd have to carry all of this, but he shook his head and pointed to the door. I peeked around a rack and saw the tail end of the limo, and Claude, who was standing against it, arms crossed, happily toking on a cigar. He waited patiently for the next hour while the shopping adventure continued.

"Is he going to drive us all over Europe?" I asked, as we were (finally) ready to go. Jupiter shook his head and peeled several bills from that unending roll of cash in his pocket—which had magically changed from dollars to Swiss francs. I giggled.

"No, Claude's gonna be with us while we're in this country. Then I think I got Bruno in Germany, Hans in Amsterdam, and…." He paused—but only for a second. "Oh, yeah, and Henri in Paris. We've got tickets, too. Lots of 'em. Transportation, babe! That's where it's at! Boats, trains, planes, even ski lifts—we're gonna do 'em all."

Suddenly, I realized what was going on. This was still my favorite Uncle, complete with the stains on his sports-jacket. But something was definitely different. He was moving faster—although not a lot more gracefully, I've got to admit. And he wasn't really talking more—but he was definitely talking faster. In fact, he was doing everything faster.

Jupiter had changed into Gemini before my very eyes.