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sawylOk, so picture the scene: I'm lying on my king sized bed in my hotel bathrobe, having a Carrie Bradshaw moment with my laptop. I'm in Toronto, obviously, the clock on my computer insists on telling me that it's 2am while my bodyclock insists on telling me I'm somewhere over Greenland. Seems like the perfect moment for an update.
My travel could have been worse, but I'm not really sure how: I got soaked on the way to the station, BA managed to arse up their check in procedure so that it took an hour and a half longer than usual, then I spent seven hours sat far too close to a bunch of young children. I guess I should just be grateful that I was able to sleep through most of the journey. In the end I managed to arrive at the hotel in time for the drinks and nibbles event where I discussed the art of vendor mind fuck with Phil, who was somewhat the worse for wear, and somehow ended up agreeing to go running with Maryanne and Thomas tomorrow morning.
Anyway, my body is crying out for sleep and I've goofed off an NEC meal to write this. Actually, it was probably the best idea I've had all day — I've had a 21 hour day and I'm all but falling over with exhaustion, so had I gone, I'd probably be face down and asleep in the dim sum by now...
My travel could have been worse, but I'm not really sure how: I got soaked on the way to the station, BA managed to arse up their check in procedure so that it took an hour and a half longer than usual, then I spent seven hours sat far too close to a bunch of young children. I guess I should just be grateful that I was able to sleep through most of the journey. In the end I managed to arrive at the hotel in time for the drinks and nibbles event where I discussed the art of vendor mind fuck with Phil, who was somewhat the worse for wear, and somehow ended up agreeing to go running with Maryanne and Thomas tomorrow morning.
Anyway, my body is crying out for sleep and I've goofed off an NEC meal to write this. Actually, it was probably the best idea I've had all day — I've had a 21 hour day and I'm all but falling over with exhaustion, so had I gone, I'd probably be face down and asleep in the dim sum by now...
