There's something about a party in London vs. a party in Silicon Valley - or for that matter, any city USA - these days (especially when it's a smaller, more intimate gathering). The following sums it up pretty nicely:
And, to prove it:
I can't quite yet put into words how strongly this trip has affected me, on many levels. I'm quite taken by London, as I am Londoners.
To the hostesses of the party, I am eternally grateful. To a beauty named Jackie Danicki, who not only planned, orchestrated, and catered (single-handedly I might add) this gala -- did so with about ten thousand other things hanging over her head that week. Not to mention, the party was held on the eve of her return trip to the US - this time, L.A. Some of Jackie's pics are here, and here.
And to the world-rocking, company-imploding Adriana Lukas, who not only made sure to invite and introduce me to some of the most intriguing intellects in the city of London. Heck, even Hugh MacLeod was invited. Sorry to have missed you, Hugh. Same goes with UK TechCrunch's Sam Sethi. Thankfully, though, Sam and I will be meeting up before I leave for the US. That is, if I get on the plane.
Adriana and her esteemed colleague, the brilliant Perry de Havilland, have graciously invited me to stay at their residence/HQ (Samizdata and Big Blog Company) in Chelsea for a few days. Not just Chelsea, mind you. But a neighborhood in which, well let's just say I'm two houses down from Bill Wyman, and 'round the corner from Eric Clapton.
And not just staying, but being treated to mid afternoon chocolates du Monaco and Chelsea Chai tea (the most amazing Green tea with cardamom, cloves, sweet whole red pepper, Cinnamon pieces and Egyptian mint), the best that Chelsea restaurants have to offer, and home-made, full-on gourmand meals.
That's it. I'm never leaving.