Having somewhat recovered from the inevitable accumulation of work not done due to being away at said conferences one is now in a position to recount the hazy remembrances that remain.
- Organising, organising, organising
- MCing two days of conference
- Being caught once more in the late night bear trap with a Kiwi
- The standard motivational back prodding via pen from Sis
- Voluntarily stepping down as President making it the year for the ending of great presidencies
- Taking the First Lady, Salsa Girl, to a much deserved dinner
- Escorting the First Lady, Salsa Girl, to her train and thereby
- An Early morning jogging session to earn free upgrades for life
- Presenters and time wrangling for all that going long, short, and missing that occurs with public speaking
- Being compared to Mr Prada in the fashion stakes
- A short break before a second conference
- A long awaited catch up with Alecto after nigh on a year of missing each other at various Library events
- Late night mild food poisoning that has no connection to mixed drinks, it was the chicken I tell you!!
- The joy of just sitting back in a conference one isn't organising
- The stress of trying to keep new project ideas from entering Supervisor Grand Chief K's sphere of attention
- And, as an afterthought, the wonderful networking opportunities which may have involved equally wonderful food and drink but one is not one to notice that sort of thing
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