Oh Sweet Jet Lag

church

It’s 6:10 in the evening, I’m staring at a blank blog page and it feels like it’s the morning. And that’s because it is. In Italy.

At the moment the nine hour timezone difference is kicking my ass, though a small price to pay for a week of Italian coffee indulgence.

In the end it was a really quick trip that covered a lot of ground. More work than play — well there really wasn’t much playtime at all actually — but right now, at least in a business context, I feel fairly certain it was worth the time and the effort. While the world has gone digital on a global level, there are scenes and settings that emails don’t do justice to and some meetings that truly are better in person…

At the moment I can’t blog much about it nor will I go into great detail, but if there was a general tenor to the travel, it was simply ‘wow’. There is some cool stuff coming down the pike in the motorcycle universe and needless to say I’m greatly looking forward to going back with gear and crew to capture the magic of the people and their products.

A few random picts from the trip…