The Bayview Boulevard Hotel staff are clearly a tough lot if they're prepared to host close to 200 of Australia's naughtiest, funniest, most clever, and influential bloggers.
For many, especially the Mummy Bloggers, it's the first time they've been off the leash for a Very Long Time.
As individuals, we are strong, but as a group I suspect we will be scary!
I'm resting up in the hotel room now, after rising at 4 am to get to the airport and catch my flight. I actually ended up getting here early as the Virgin check-in girl advised me my original later flight had been delayed and would probably be delayed even longer. She offered to put me on an earlier flight which also had been delayed but was leaving at the original time I'd booked for.
(That's a plus for checking in with a human being. I usually self check-in but I was laden down with my so-called laptop and bags, and couldn't be arsed).
I had time to have a coffee, and do a few tweets before boarding. Before long, I was at the hotel. I was early, and my room wasn't ready.
At the suggestion of the check-in staff, I left my bags with the concierge and wandered into the CBD. I haven't been to Sydney for ages, and I had forgotten just how frantic it was here.
And how trendy so many people seemed to be. I felt distinctly underdressed in my strappy Queensland-style maxidress.
I had fun getting lost and finding one shop after another that were offering bargains. I'm afraid I'm not going to look at my credit card bill just yet. (Hands over ears: La La La La La).
One thing I noticed about Sydney compared to previous visits, was that people were really friendly. The trendy young girls at one shop were interested in how Brisbane was faring after the floods, a woman drinking coffee next to me at the Nespresso shop (more on that later), struck up a conversation about coffee and her boat.
And in a cafe, when I stopped to have a cool drink and get my bearings, a nice young man came over and proceeded to chat me up. Granted, I suspect he was drunk or on drugs, but he was easy on the eye, and he had an English accent which made him slightly more interesting.
Had he been Irish I may not have made my excuses and left, but I did, given that there is plenty of fun to be held with my fellow bloggers tonight! (And no, not THAT kind of fun).
Somehow, I managed to find my way back to the hotel, where I'm about to soak in a hot tub and hopefully get in a Nanna nap before the GSK Mummy Bloggers Event, and later the Nuffnang pre-conference Ice Breaker.
Until then, here are a few shots from my day so far:
The nearby park. I couldn't take many photos because my hands were full of shopping bags!
My hotel room. It's not particularly exciting, but it's clean and the bed seems comfy.
The rather uninspiring view from my room. I never get the harbour/water view rooms!
The evidence. Or why I should never be let loose in a big city!