Got into London feeling like I’d gone a few rounds with Mike Tyson. Even my ears were sore; not from Tyson, but from wearing my noise-canceling headphones all sideways. After a couple of hours of sleep and a regenerative cheeseburger from room service, I headed out into the city to meet Emily Dubberley and a few of her new media friends. Turns out Emily’s rather well connected in new media circles, so once I finally was able to find the Draper’s Arms pub, it was like dropping into a conversation at full speed.
It was pretty excellent, being able to communicate with people who were not only aware of what open source software is, but who also understood what it could do – in what a colleague has called – the majority world.
The next morning at four I crawled toward Heathrow and caught my plane back to Kafkaville.