Well, I managed to find Les enfants terribles without any problems last night: I faced up to my “discovering the rules of a complex new transit system” fears, figured out how to finagle a ticket out of the machines, and 10 minutes later I was walking down a dark alley across the river (or at least it looks like a river).
The the pre-conference wine-thing was full of stylish-looking geeks: think [[reboot]] but with better cloths and haircuts. I renewed acquaintances with Laurent Haug and Robert Scoble (is it just me, or do all photos of me in glasses make look goofy?), and met Ellen Wallace and fellow Canadian Thomas Purves alone with a host of others whose names just floated by.
Around 8:00 p.m., with my mind fading fast, I headed back out into the cool Geneva night and decided to walk back to the hotel. By 10:00 p.m. I was fast asleep, and I didn’t stir until my cell phone alarmed me up at 7:00 this morning.
It’s now 6 minutes after 8:00, and if I don’t hurry I’m going to miss the conference…
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