5 posts tagged “conferences”
OK. I'm having a blast in DC -- in every sense. The workshops have been amazing. I've met with some really great potential employers. And today, work was followed by a reception, which was folowed by and after party (the conference folks slipped me some extra drink tickets, so i think I had 5-7 glasses of wine), which was followed by a bar in Adams Morgan. I got to flirt with a really beautiful woman, who, when I bought her a drink I explained it was biologically ingrained behavior for a guy to get the cute girl drunk. She said she didn't think I was supposed to tell her that, but she got a real kick out of it. And this is the first conference I've ever been to where the food was good.
If I wasn't drunk and exhausted, I'd be giddy.
Oh, and I got to bring Vox up in a Mash Up workshop this morning. Morning? Fuck. Got to sleep this off and get up.
ttfn.
When in a new town, it's always important to me that I get out and meet the natives.
OK. So, my room gets stocked daily with a Restoring Facial Bar and Renewing Body Lotion. I've been using them for three days now, and I've been neither restored or renewed. If anything, I feel worn down and exhausted. Can I refuse to pay the hotel for not following through on their claims?
It's 12:45 a.m. I need to be charming and a wake by the time I get to a breakfast hosted by our biggest funder at 7:30 a.m.
When I stopped back at my room around 8 p.m., I heard an odd clunking from the pipes. Hmmm. OK. I had a meeting, not time to think about it.
15 minutes ago, I was getting ready for bed, walked into the bathroom, noticed a sort of sulfur or rotting egg smell. Then looked in the bathtub and there was black ... um ... stuff around the drain. My bathtub is now being snaked.
I've had a muscle-tension headache for two days. I seem to be eating ibuprofen for most meals.
And they only server Starbucks coffee in the hotel. (Oh, wait, they "proudly" serve it.) Grrr. Starbucks over-roasts everything for that "strong" taste people love. I've been drinking a lot of chai.
At 6:30 room service will deliver a pot of Starbucks coffee, proudly I suppose. Why drink coffee I don't want? Opening the door for room service is the only way I'm sure I'll make it to breakfast.
And per diam is $52 per day. Not really that bad, when you consider 1) everything is covered except food, 2) federal guideline for Albuquerque is $49, and 3) some meals are included int the conference, but I think I could spend that amount of caffeine. Let's see ...
Morning pot of coffee with delivery: $7.50
afternoon ice-chai: $6
hot chai to get me through 9 p.m. meeting: $6
OK, not quite $52, but nearly $20.
Alas, I bitch and moan, but actually the conference is going well, the work is hard, but fun, and the hotel staff is really wonderful (dare I say, unusually nice, and I'm not the only one to notice this), and if only this damn headache would go away, I'd be happy.
I'm putting some cool photos on our website tomorrow. I just emailed them to my mobile blogging address, so they should be up soon.
Drain is done. Time for sleep. I must be charming in 6.5 hours.
