Well, it rather depends on your time zone. The clock says it's 07.20, and my body is dangerous caught between the two. I once read a wonderful description of how the body moves faster than the soul, which takes a few days to catch up. Martin Amis, I think.
Anyhow, Steve and I have arrived in SF, with a fun-packed diary of meetings. We're seeing our PR people this morning, and are then off to a number of super secret meetings over the next few days with a number of companies I'm not allowed to mention. If it sounds like fun, it's not, trust me. International business travel is one of those things hat ought to be given out as a punishment instead of community service. I often wonder which god I offended when I find myself doing e-mail at 3 o'clock in the morning in an Identikit hotel room.
Actually, to be fair, this is quite a nice one. It is the Fairmont's 100th anniversary, so I was able to get an incredibly good deal, cheaper than staying in some of the other roach infested hell holes we've been consigned to in the past out here. And it kind of makes up for my computer crashing, and my cheap airfare for this trip turning into a not so cheap one in the time it took to reboot the PC. I could have bought myself a new laptop with the money! Ho hum.
I am trying to turn Steve into a hand baggage only traveller at the moment, even lending him my spare carry-on wheelie bag, but sadly he was laid low by a dodgy Chinese over the weekend, and was unable to retrieve it from the office. It wouldn't be so bad, but his is always the last bag off the belt, for reasons neither of us can quite ascertain...
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