Arrived a few hours ago in Cork, Ireland where Tom Raftery, his beautiful wife Pilar and his enchanting 18-day-old son Enriquez greeted Paula and me at the airport. We bonded over a late lunch and now I'm enjoying my first European blog since arriving in Europe.
That's because the Clarion, where the good folk at [email protected] are putting me up, has free broadband. This in itself would not be such a big deal, except that we have been at the Melia White House in London since Sunday.
There, we were offered the most expensive broadband connection I have ever seen: Ten Pounds Sterling for one hour. That's about $23an hour, enough for me to abstain from my well-known blogging habit.
Instead Paula an I played tourist for every minute that we could. Adriana Cronin, who talked the good folk at Content 2.0 into letting me speak there gave us a guided tour of Oxford, where she spent "the happiest days" of her life she told us. We also enjoyed a barge ride down the Thames River to Greenwich where timeon Earth begins and ends. Next week, she will be a dinner guest at our house in California and the guest of honor at a blogging dinner Tuesday night at the Utah Hotel in San Francisco. She's in town for the BlogHer Conference. Please join us if you can.
A great deal happened in London and Content 2.0 was well attended by passionate thoughtful people. I had spent some great time with Hugh and we discussed the incredible Stormhoek story which just keeps getting better.
I'll write more next week when I get home. There's a blogger's dinner tonight. Tomorrow I speak about Web 2.blah at the [email protected] conference. Then Paula and I will tool over to the Ring of Kerry before coming home from a hectic, whirlwind one week tour.
It's nice have spent face time with so many old blogging friends and having made so many new acquaintances. It will be nice to have connection all the time back home.
(NOTE: I changed this post to read TEN pounds, not one, which is the correct figure)
