Month: March 2008

The great affair is to move

There’s a part of me that envies organised travellers.

Envies people who collect Miles when they fly, and then remember to use them. Envies people who arrive at the airport with enough time to have a cocktail or two in the lounge before their flight, and to Twitter the fact that they’re doing it. Envies people who remember to move their loose change from their pocket to their carry-on bag before they reach the metal detectors, rather than between the second beep and the cavity search. And above all, envies people who check out of hotels on time.

Part of me.

The rest of me loves travelling by the seat of my pants. I love the excitement; the devil-may-care-where-I-end-up-nextness that has lead me to have such a blast on this current trip. I love booking hotel rooms in the cab from the airport or, better still, in the lobby of the hotel. I love the feeling of making a flight with seconds to spare. And I really love changing all of my plans at the last minute and ending up in a completely different state, or country, than I planned.

And the thing is, whatever organised people might think, travelling like this can be a totally stress-free experience.…



Thank you Robert for my first Skype voicemail. The first of many I hope.

I’ve also succumbed to peer pressure – Jemima was the last straw – and decided to give Twitter a shot instead of Facebook statuses. Just for the duration of SXSWi, you understand. We’ll see how it goes after that. I’m @paulcarr. Follow me!

A proper post later – once I’ve got my bearings. First, Powerpoint Karaoke.

They speak Twitter there, don’t they?

Greetings from Colorado – the Connecting Flight state. You join me at Denver International Airport waiting for a connecting flight to Austin for South By South West Interactive.

What? This.

ETech ended well – a really good group of panels, all in all, and a rather excellent after party in the world’s biggest hotel suite. Ran into some interesting folks there including Ben Metcalfe, Matt Webb and Tim O’Reilly’s younger daughter (daughter 2.0) who makes instruments out of spoons, forks and horsehair. She was cool – asymmetric hair and all. We also seem to have ended up with another bottle of Vodka – stolen by some Dutchmen from the Disney party. We’ve added it to our pilfered booze collection.

And so onwards, to mess with Texas for a few days with Michael, Michelle, Richard, Zoe (whose blog has been blocked by the filters at Colorado International) and others too numerous to count. I suppose this would be a good time for me to get my phone fixed – although I’m still utterly unconvinced by the value of Twitter. Let’s kick it old skool – drop me an email if you’re in town.

Right, gotta run – more words and photos to follow.


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