Friends don't let friends eat Steak Tartare

Let me just say "ugh" right now and get it out of the way. During Photoshop World East in Miami this past week, I was goaded into trying Steak Tartare by some buddies. Two small bites was all I could handle and believe you me, that was two bites too much. My advice: don't let this happen to you. To those who did the goading (Deke, Garth, and Ed), shame on you! I'm still suffering. Super-duper ugh.

Aside from the lower GI tract discomfort, I had a great time seeing lots of friends and colleagues, and speaking to people who came by the beautiful iStockphoto booth (more pictures live here). The sessions were terrific (as usual), and there just wasn't enough time in the week to do everything. The downside was that I never got to see the beach! Not even once.

The official hotel was downtown and the convention center was on South Beach. Construction was terrible and it was a 20-30 minute bus ride back and forth. Unfortunately, the only eating joint near the hotel was the hotel itself so once you got out to the convention center, you were stuck in conference gear. Ah well, I did see some *really* pretty people walking around down at Lincoln Mall (an outdoor, trendy line of shops and restaurants on South Beach). All the women looked like the bartender in the picture above, and the men looked like Ricky Martin :)

On the way back I got stuck in the airport for several hours, but as you can see from the photo above, I made the best of it :)

To all of whom I met in Miami, thanks so much for coming by. Hope to see y'all again soon!