Well I WAS in Napa....

....but now I'm in Florida. Can you believe it!!!

Sigh!!

I'm here on biz!! No sooner was I off the plane from San Francisco then I was repacking my suitcase and catching another flight to Fort Lauderdale which is where I am now. I'm down here for a couple of days to schmooze my new client. Well, I say new, she's not new as such, but she's now large and in charge following the resignation of her boss - our former head client - a few weeks ago, so she's gathering her new team for one of those 'let's develop a roadmap for 2008' type meetings. All very sensible and useful, but I could have done without it this week when I'm still adjusting to being back on the East Coast and having to getup 3hours earlier than I did in Napa.

Poor poor me, get the violins out eh.

Can you tell I'm in a whiny and overtired mood? It didn't help that my flight down to Florida was delayed out of LaGuardia this afternoon, which is without a doubt the worst airport I've ever been to. Seriously I'm sticking to JFK and Newark from now on. I couldn't believe it when I got there and found no screens or boards to tell you where my flight was leaving from. At least there aren't in Terminal B, and it doesn't help that once you've discovered that your flight is leaving from terminal B, gate 6, the aforementioned gate is positioned between gates 3 and 4 and not between gates 5 and 7. I kid you not the order of the gates is 3,6,4. What the f**k is that about? As a mathematician by training that messed with my head a bit I have to say. I mean why would you do that? Why would you not put gate 6 between gate 5 and 7 and next door, but one to gate 8? Why oh why oh why?????

Being a non-numerically challenged sort I was halfway down the concourse confidently striding towards gates 7 and 8, which I could see at the end, before I realised gate 6 was not where it was meant to be and numeric bewilderment set in. I had to seek assistance from a helpful airport employee who directed me the gate which was not only numerically in the wrong order, but secreted behind a Dunkin Donuts.

Anyway I'm here now and delay-wise it wasn't too bad. I passed the time with some steamy sexting with Catweazle. He's really very good at it. I think he has a rosy future ahead of him writing Mills & Boon bodice rippers. Two weeks to our filthy weekend in South Carolina and counting ;-) Anyway, Napa was great, a good time was had by all, especially once the conference was over and we were free to hit the vineyards, but I am absolutely knackered now and have to get up early for a full on day of client meetings so I shall have to tell you about it later. I will let on that Emma, Debs and I fully acclimatized ourselves to California Wine Country on the plane out there. Well, it would have been rude not to ;-)