PPT In Paradise

I'm in a wonderful city -- Barcelona. I'm in a beautuful hotel -- Arts. And my eyes are decidely sore. Not from the overwhelming splendour of Gaudi or Camp Nou, but from three days of 'death by Powerpoint.'

I'm spending a week in the jewel of the Spain's hip, cultural and fashionable crown and all I get to see is slide decks in a darkened room devoid of natural light.

..But hey, it beats working -- which it what it (kinda) is afterall.

We're having a week-long European Leadership Forum of planning and strategy meetings. And actually, it's hard, hard work.

But this afternoon was free' and I did get to leave the hotel compound, get some fresh warm(ish) Med air and see something of this remarkable place and signed-up for the Gaudi tour.

Anyway, the sun is shining and as a northern European it's 'shirt-sleeve order' for me (I can't understand why the locals are wrapped-up in overcoats and scarves.

Ho hum -- another evening of Catalan cusine and more variations on the fermented Tempranillo grape. It's a hard life, n'est pas?

And with a storm brewing over Old Blightly, I might have to find reason to stay-on a bit longer. There are many...