… conference life

As much as I love returning to my room and someone has cleaned it, made the bed, and replaced the toiletries to save me shopping.  They have even take out the trash. There is no place like home.

Yeah, it’s a few days of self indulgent luxury.  Actually it’s more of a necessity.  Conferencing is exhausting.  Especially this conference.  Information is coming at you in all directions.  My brain is fried.

Social Media … speaker, an assistant, camera man, photographer, powerpoint, twitter feed on large screen, participants, laptops, phones, ipads.  There were so many ipads I thought I was at MacWorld.

A day goes something like this …

6am wake up

6.20am run along the waterfront

7.30am grab a coffee

7.35 shower

8.10am grab coffee #2 on way to first session.  caffeine is kicking in, ready to interact with other humans.

8.15am check emails

… yes so far you are thinking oh, poor Ali, this sounds terrible.  I should have set up a paypal account for donations.

8.30am – 11.45am conference

11.45am shopping … like yesterday where I walked to Sports Authority in a million degree weather to buy new running shoes.  16 blocks and a lot of sweat later, I find out my shoes aren’t in stock.

1.15pm conference where I sit under the air conditioning vent trying to reduce my body temp to under 106 degrees.

3.00pm break … go back to room lie on bed of 8 minutes.

3.30pm more conference

5.30pm drinks, networking smoozing or you are losing.  I know, again doesn’t sound terrible. It’s not, but it’s mentally draining. Work talk.

7.30pm drunk … must eat

7.45pm foooooooood

9pm dump bag out outside hotel room door to search for room key.  find it in pants pocket.

9.08pm ahhhh my room.  exhausted.

9.23 – 11pm flick through channels but don’t actually watch anything

11.02pm zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz