When we pulled up to the imposing mansion, I gave the cab driver a more lavish tip than usual.  Since he was dropping me off at the Wentworth Mansion, one of Charleston's most luxurious properties, I felt a little guilty he had to get back to work while I was in for a generous amount of pampering. The first thing I noticed upon climbing the steps and opening the heavy door to the mansion were the beautiful stained glass windows, glinting in even the partial sun.  I planned to gather my light bags and head up to my room myself, but as one employee told me with a stunned look upon her face, “This is the Wentworth.  No one schleps here.”