A return to that strange place

One of my favorite posts from the past year is this one:

It’s not my favorite because of the way its written or even where I was posting from (NYC, by the way, I’ll post again from there in February, just to rub it in a little). It’s my favorite because of the way it makes me feel. I honestly cannot believe it has been a year since I was there at APAP participating in the Emerging Leaders Program. What originally was apprehension about the group of people I was about to meet in the basement of the Sheraton quickly turned into bubbling excitement. The week was a rush, an exhausting rush, but I wouldn’t trade that experience for the world.
APAP was the first conference that really made an impact on me. I’ve always taken something away from conferences and have learned a great deal, but I’ve never been changed. My time at APAP changed me. It didn’t so much point me in a direction or show me the way in my professional pursuit, but it confirmed that I was right where I needed to be.
I’ll be up there for a different conference in just a little over a month. I’ll be attending the IAVM Performing Arts Managers Conference (I’ll probably refer to it as IAVM PAMC in later posts). Based on what I left Phoenix with last July after the IAVM Venue Connect, I expect even more from this trip. I gained so much both professionally and personally at the last conference I went to, my mind is boggled as to what changes might come about at this one.
There is only one problem.
I’ll have to wait until February 9th to get there. I’m not a patient person 🙂
And by the way, I’ve already got my ticket to see Book of Mormon the night I get there. It’s already shaping up to be a spectacular event!

4 thoughts on “A return to that strange place

  1. I envy all this traveling you get to do… busy or not, it's just neat that you get to really get out there! 😀 Oh, and Feb 9th, is just a few short weeks away! 😉

  2. I'm very lucky to be able to travel both for work and for fun. I grew up traveling as my mom worked for American Airlines for many, many years. I don't know what it would be like to not be able to pick up and go somewhere. I have many a grilled cheese and ramen noodle nights because of travel, but it's worth it.

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