Friday

All good things start to wind down just as you are getting back into the groove. Wrapped up the conference with a head full of new & inspiring information... I do like when someone isn't afraid to debunk the whoo-haa around CAMs & to call it what it is - shonky.
After such an event, one hopes to continue the push to delve deeper afterwards. Fingers crossed. I think firstly it's about figuring out how to store the accumulated information as a guide to further learned things. There must be an easy way?
All this, after we had achieved the 6am swim (albeit 6:30) we had aspired to all week.

In other news: I had an opportunity to catch up with Steph (one of our fabulous Palawan cohorts) for a drink, & we flipped through the album of laughs & memories.
Rachel (& her +1) found us & a very fast dinner was consumed before the hot trot up & over the hill to StKilda Hall for the short film festival. Some interesting & some odd.
Heading home we had to change trams...oh look BorschVodka & Tears ...some places you know are just perfect for late night swaggering in & ordering something unique off the menu. A hot toddie with a Vodka inspired twist, & the sampling board of 3 timed to catch the midnight 'Russian' tram home. Love these kinds of nights. And love that this city is so easy at making them happen.