The CEC 2006 conference is over. I know it finished a week ago but post-CEC meetings, travel and jet lag recovery all conspired to prevent me writing up my closing thoughts.
Pictured left to right in this picture are Christina from the USA, Frank from Belgium, me and then Benny from Belgium. I always titter when I meet Frank and Benny because there is a chain of restaurants in the UK called Frankie & Benny's New York Italian Restaurant and Bar, which is quite apt for such a nice pair of Belgian bon vivants. We are all wearing the incredibly popular AIM or DIE t-shirts that my team had printed for the CEC. These are now a valued prize that may shortly see trading at high prices on eBay!
The conference was a great success and as usual I left it feeling rejuvenated and recommitted to my work. That rejuvenation was then severely tested by diving into two more days of meetings in Santa Clara which gave no breathing space following the intense activities at the conference. By Friday afternoon all plans for a serious shopping trip were thrown out of the window as my colleague Dusty and I were both exhausted.
And so to the Travelympics competition for the journey home. Our journey back to San Francisco Airport (which followed a quick techie-toy shopping trip to Frys Electronics) started badly as we got caught up in heavy traffic. This was probably because Saturday was the start of Fleet Week which featured both the Red Bull Air Race and a display by the Blue Angels.
Dusty and I had both used points to upgrade to Virgin Atlantic's Upper Class service on the way back. Our very smooth check in was followed by a long relax in the Upper Class lounge where a few gin & tonics and a nice dinner helped us prepare for the journey ahead. The flight itself was a dream, I had a light snack on the plane, a couple more gin & tonics and a nice glass of chardonnay while I watched the rather poor film "Click". This was followed by nearly six hours of solid out-cold sleep in a flat 6'7" long bed. I awoke to the smell of bacon sandwiches being served and 90 minutes later I was on the ground in London. My bags were practically the last off the belt which was a real pain (Priority baggage handling? Hah!) and the normally excellent Upper Class Revivals Lounge, where you can take a shower and have your clothes pressed before having a light breakfast, turned out to be a bit of a farce. I rejected two different bathrooms as dirty, before discovering just as I stepped into the shower that the third also had someone else's pubic hairs all over the floor. The 20+ bathrooms in the lounge should be run on the same principles as a good hotel runs its rooms i.e. you should believe that you are the first person ever to use it. I felt really let down and made my feelings known to the lounge manager. In Virgin's defence this has never happened to me on any of the many times I have used the lounge previously. The dirty bathroom incident soured what would otherwise have been a great trip home.
So now I am home and mostly free of my jet lag. My bum still hurts from that cycle trip around the bay and I have probably put on a couple of pounds as a result of the great food, but otherwise I'm really happy that I got the chance to go.
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