She has no idea where they're going and said there's no hotel bookings coming across her desk. Which usually means they're going to one of their other properties - maybe the Caribbean or perhaps the condo in Paris. But it could also mean they're visiting friends somewhere else altogether and don't need a hotel.
In any case (as mentioned before) I'll know precisely where they're going the moment the jet leaves the hanger from a plane-tracking website called Flight Aware. Just type in the tail number of a private jet and you know the exact flight plan. Likewise, I'll know when the jet is on the move again and on it's way home.
So I have the happy task of giving the house staff and groundskeepers lots of time off during the next ten days. Of course when you have your own jet and pilot, rich people can change their plans at a moment's notice and come home early, God forbid.
In which case I simply send an EMERGENCY TEXT ALERT to the staff so that we can all be caught working dead in our tracks when our employer returns.
But with the old man being out of our hair for at least a few days gives new meaning to the words Independence Day.