Tuesday, May 15. I considered today to be my big day at the conference. I was scheduled to do a Q&A session with Dicken and George. Up there on the main stage with the big boys. And I must say, it worked out really well. I felt very comfortable up there. I probably answered as many questions as they did. And I think we all felt it went very well, and the audience seemed to appreciate it too. Before that, I had lunch with Holly Mitchell, who has become a good friend, and it was really nice to reconnect. So, the conference is now over, and it had such a nice feeling attached. I really love being there. Seeing all those people I get to see only once a year, whom I have a warm feeling for, and meeting new people. A highlight was when a woman came up to me and told me her four-year-old granddaughter had picked up what is a thought a thought is a lot off her bookshelf, started to look at it, and made her grandmother read it to her about 20 times. This kid absolutely loves this book. And she said some things about the indicated that she actually understood thought. Made my day. At the end of the conference, there was a little snafu about the leftover books. I wanted to take them away to bring them to the community training day I have tomorrow, but I found out when they broke down the book table, the leftover books had already gone back to the Tikun center, and the center then expected that somehow the authors would get the books from them. But I don’t have the means to do that. Luckily, Lily agreed to get them from Tikun and ship them to Sheela to be there for the Viva conference next October. Wonderful idea! They had a little party for the presenters and staff people after the conference ended and gave gifts out to the presenters. I ended up with a fancy bottle of whiskey. I’m thinking, what am I going to do with this? Then I realized I could give it as a gift to Miriam Rooney, when she puts me up over the weekend. Perfect! After the conference, Lily picked me up and drove me to have dinner so we could plan for working together at the community training day. After a nice Asian dinner, she put me on an Uber to take me way across the other side of London to the AirB&B they had arranged for me. The odd thing was there was no street number listed on the website; just Gideon Road. A woman from tomorrow’s training day, Natalie, was supposed to meet me in front of the apartment. But since I didn’t know the street number, and Gideon Road did not look like a long road, I just had the Uber guy drop me off in the middle of the street. Natalie was nowhere to be found. After waiting a while, finally I got a phone call from her wondering where I was. She was waiting on a different part of Gideon Road. It took another 10 minutes for us to find each other, so I was waiting outside getting more and more tired— because by this time it was getting late. I learned that Gideon Road is a very complicated place, as it weaves in and out of courtyards; the apartment was very difficult to find. I learned it was number 46. So Natalie took me up to it, showed me around, and very kindly went out to get me some bananas and almond milk. By this time I was overtired, and I had to get up real early in the morning to be there in time for an early meeting before the training day actually started.