Started with a swim. Laps on the 35th floor with a view. Conference crowds, coffee lines, and I’m happy with my swim. Attended some panels in the morning that were interesting. Met up with poetry friends for dinner nearby, a nice dinner. And then I realized I had a half hour walk to the on-site reading where I was to read poems. Dashed off on foot, not knowing where I was going. Found my way there. It was a crowded reading in a bar full of young poets. Still, I read my poems to a good response. Some very talented younger poets; evening was entertaining, but I felt like a fish out of water. Walked back to my hotel past the Space Needle. A very full day. More panels, workshops to attend tomorrow, and then another reading off-site with Lily Poetry Review Books and I trust I’ll enjoy that experience much more, with colleagues and friends; and a much closer destination. Still, I was glad for the long evening walk and felt perfectly safe on the streets after dark.