04.2.2012 We meet again
At the conference there’s no coffee.
That’s a lie. There is, but it’s plunger WHICH IS GREAT don’t get me wrong (I would have actually gnawed my own fingers off had I been left with instant), but the knowledge that we’re at a conference centre surrounded by buildings then trees then a national park and more trees and no cafes within a comfortable distance has left me and my friend Kat feeling a little panicked. And by the time two and a half days has passed, we are basically twitching out of our skin.
I thought I might cry when he was presented to me.
It was a blessed event.