So last week, there was this minor event held in Sydney. Not sure if you heard of it or not, but it was called Digital Parent’s Conference, and just a few (Like 150) bloggers were in attendance.
Thankfully, I happened to be one of them.
This was only my second conference, and so that left very little for me to actually compare it too. Despite that, I’ll quite happily go on record to say this was the best conference I’ve ever been to.
Not only was the content fantastic (I have more than a small girl crush on Alison Tait and Kerri Sackville), but the opportunity to socialise was in abundance, and I got to meet so many awesome people.
Last year, for me, it was all about meeting the ‘big’ bloggers. Mrs Woog, Eden and Glowless. This year, I had a different focus, and it was my goal to meet as many IBOT linkers as was physically possible. I did pretty well, although sadly missed a few. (Waves to The Babbling Bandit, Little Bento Blog and any others I missed.)
Can I just take a minute, to say you guys are awesome? Really, truly awesome!
I mean I know I read your posts, and hear your stories, but to meet some of you in the flesh, and see just who you are, I feel so humbled and priveleged to be a part of this amazing blogging community.
But enough of the mushy stuff. 🙂
When I thought about what to write today, I consided sharing info, thoughts and insights. Or just the random fun we got up to.
You can guess what I chose right?
And so, with that, I present:
How to Rock A Blogging Conference
As explained by Essentially Jess.
The first important point, is to organise yourself a local to act as your personal chauffeur. If you pick the right person, you will score a pick up from the airport, breakfast at a popular location, and a breakdown of every single suburb in the city. Explained in terms of local bloggers and socio economic status.
If you’re really lucky, you may even be shown historical landmarks, such as your hosts parents anniversary hall, or the hills they rode on their bike to school.
You may even discover how the local wildlife is doing; something of extreme importance to some.
A huge thanks to Denyse from Ready, Set, School, for showing me the sights.
Point 2. Visit the Locals
One of my dreams, in visiting Sydney, was to visit a well known location. It may not be in the tourist books, but that doesn’t mean it’s not famous. And lucky for me, after seeing most of Sydney, Denyse dropped me off at the Fibro Majestic, into the safe, if not somewhat sullied hands of My Big Nutshell and Daisy Roo and Two.
Now Daisy and I, are never really a good combination. (If you consider mind numbing boredom and extreme sensibility good.) And it wasn’t long after check in that we were putting the hotel staff to work (in particular a large black man called Missy), by calling them to rescue us from the elevator.
Which brings me to point 3. Make it memorable.
After the fun of being trapped, and rescued, it was time for point 4: Give a little back,
Despite cab drivers that ignored our calls for help, and were incapable of finding Sydney’s only castle, Brenda and I finally arrived at Becci Bird’s house, to walk in her shoes with With Some Grace and Becci’s dog (whose name I have forgotten sorry. :/)
Walking that far, and managing to be awake for a ridiculous amount of time, deserves a treat, and so at ten pm at night, the girls dragged me out of the warm bath I was soaking myself in, and forced me to endure Max Brenner.
What a pity.
Point 5: Always Visit Max Brenner
Wednesday was the first day of the conference, and I learnt some important lessons. Like how to decorate a cup cake, take a poorly shot selfie, and get up close and personal with a Ram.
As you do.
Point 7. Learn Something New. (And wear Head Bands if you get the chance. )
Then, of course, there was the event to end all events. The night that everone goes to a blogging conference for.
Have you seen bloggers party? Seriously, we know how to rock. We can Nut bush, Harlem Shake and Re-enact Grease with the Best of them.
Point 8. If you Suggest that everyone films a new version of the Harlem Shake, they probably will.
After a blogging conference, you’re bound to feel tired, exhausted, and potentially hung over, even if you haven’t drunk a drop. (Segue into huge thankyou to my wonderful sponsors Feb Fast)
Point 9. You can sleep when you get home.
Which brings us, to the 1oth and final point. When you get home, you will feel like you have fit two weeks into four days, have met more people than you knew existed, and have been hugged so many times you think it’s weird to not greet complete strangers with arms wide open.
You will also look like this.
But between all the friends you’ve just made, and the babies who have greeted you with open arms, you’ll feel more alive than you have in a long time, and will be asking one question: When’s the next bloggy catchup?