I’ve lived my first 39-hour day, and that’s not hyperbole. I woke up at 4am in Hong Kong and went to bed at 10pm in San Francisco, and because of the International Date Line the midnight to midnight duration was 39 hours.

And, wifi-wise, the last couple days have not been congenial to posting or e-mailing. But I’m off for the first day of the SIIA Content Forum, and trust I’ll be able to post from there, and wrap up my notes on the Fiesole Retreat in Hong Kong, which finished at midday on Saturday. I had three (wonderful) meetings on Saturday afternoon to evening, making absolutely the most of my last hours in Asia.

Surviving the morning is on my mind, both in terms of jetlag and thinking of last year’s Content Forum, my first, at which I severely sprained my ankle before the first coffee break. I’ll be taking special care this morning, and rejoicing at being able to talk to colleagues and friends throughout this event, instead of being in a wheelchair with my foot propped up on a chair with a huge bag of ice.

P.S. The most dramatic practical transition for me, somehow, after being in China was that it was possible to drink tap water in Hong Kong, and of course it is here. But it occurs to me that we should not hold drinkable tap water, per se, as a global standard to aspire to. Drinkable water, yes, but from an environmental point of view, purifying all water used in buildings (and gardens) to a drinkable standard makes no sense at all. So the Chinese system, in many hotels now and probably in some private homes, of separate taps for drinking water, is actually a better aim.