This intense networking and raking of my brain for instant information that I could share with my instant contacts have left me dead last night. J would have killed to be there because the entire area smelled of money: a lot of LPs just looking for funds to invest in. Some flew in from the US and Europe. They were just discovering, hey Asia is a good place to place our bets on 🙄.

I talked non-stop to a lot of suits yesterday since I got there a little past 9 am until 6:30 pm.

You could only imagine the level of tiredness I had today. There was this instance this afternoon when I literally chased down the firm’s managing partner—who was about to leave for the airport—from the ballroom to down to the hotel driveway.

I never talked so much in my life! Non-stop talking from 9 am to 6 pm. I decided to go home early and recharge my body. I thought I was going to be sick. By 10:30 pm I was snoring.

And everyone was asking about Marcos and how I felt about it. I asked back, “how do you feel about Trump?” Then they ask back, that bad huh?

The conference area was packed so a lot of the participants spilled over to the cocktails area. So during the networking break, this little room looked like a superspreader event waiting to happen.

I still have to work on some stories and edits today. Sigh.