Ireland Journal: Day Three
Day Three The Self-Esteem Workshop was a blast with twelve hardy souls, unfortunately four people from the UK couldn’t get here because of the snow. Andy Bass sauntered in having come from Manchester, telling me, “There’s always a way!” Only people with
Ireland Journal: Day Two
I stayed up until 3 in the morning watching the Super Bowl and awoke at 9:30 this morning to find snow falling. The limo driver told me yesterday that it never snows in Dublin, only “up in the mountains.” You
Ireland Journal: Day One
This has been travel like the old days. The car brought me to Logan Airport, where I walked to an empty (of passengers) Aer Lingus counter, then went through a deserted security line (this is 6:30 pm on a Saturday)
Down Under III
I ran the two-day The Strategist Workshop in Sydney on Wednesday and Thursday for a terrific group of 41 people. It was really fun. One person from the States and several Kiwis. On Friday morning, I keynoted for a legal association,
Down Under II
I began this trip by flying to Phoenix to deliver the keynote for PI Worldwide, which, in the words of the buyer, was a “grand slam home run.” After meeting the black German Shepherd (see another post here), I flew
Down Under
It’s existential to travel to Australia, where the time, day, and season are all different upon touchdown. It takes about nine months to acclimate, which means you might as well become a resident, except they won’t let you do that,
London: Day 3
Dinner with the great group from The Coach last night. I take the first 10 people to register, since they ensure the program. We have people from five countries and two planets. They’ve asked if I’ll do my Self-Esteem Workshop
London: Day 2
The Haymarket is a terrific hotel and our first day of The Coach went splendidly, as you can see from the accompanying photos. Not much to report, since I was working all day. I should have sent the butler. Le Caprice
London: Day 1
The final evening Maria came to the Churchill Room with me and met my “friends,” including Sir John Gielgud (Sean) whom you’ll see in an accompanying photo. Breakfast on board, very civilized, no rush, docked in Southampton. Yesterday I had seen
Atlantic Crossing: Day 7
I’ve just slept for 9 hours, discounting the time change, which certainly makes a day somewhat briefer! We’re on our last full day at sea. For those of you who want to get a better idea of the experience, go