Another day… another country.

And yes, that’s the view from my hotel window, the road to Ventura. I remember once, I was on a train from Los Angeles going to Santa Barbara. I was listening to the radio and just as we were passing Ventura beach on the left, the DJ played an old song By America called… Ventura Highway.

I’ve been in search a long time, but I have to say, even I think it is so cool that now, with Google rolling out universal, and all other search engines following in line, if you do a search for – ventura highway – at Google, right there, in the middle of the results, you get a video of them performing it live.

I’m very excited about Universal. I’m very excited about the future of the industry. I’m very pissed off that last night some assholes invaded my private in-box suggesting that, perhaps, it would be better if I was dead, not SEO, as I’d written in my ClickZ column.

Unfortunately, I took the bait and posted here. This morning, I deleted the post. I think it is the most abhorrent thing ever, when, having just suffered the death of two of my most treasured and loved family, someone is evil enough to write to me and suggest that I follow them.

But enough of that. There are sick people everywhere, even in search, it appears.

So, the most exciting thing that happened yesterday is… I was reunited with my iPod and camera. I left them in my car when I started this leg of my current tour. My wife sent them to London for me, but, I had left on a plane to Canada. The hotel in London forwarded them to the hotel in Toronto. But by the time they arrived, I was on my way to LA.

The hotel in Toronto then forwarded them to my hotel in LA. You see… even my iPod and camera are independent international travellers. By the time they got here, with all of the overnight courier charges… I could have just bought new ones 🙂

Of course, I was in Toronto for SES. This is the first show chaired by my great friend Andrew Goodman. And what a great show it was. And yes, I just *loved* the keynote by Seth Godin. Fantastic!

Andrew and his wife, Carolyn, are coming to my city (Newcastle) for a few days next week. It will be so great to have a pint with him in my local pub (and Carolyn, of course).

So, I left Toronto and headed to LA to spend a couple of days in the office getting to know my new colleagues better and… er… doing work. Which is what you do in an office. I thought I should pop through and see the wonderful Lisa Barone to say hi. Turns out, I got there as she’d just finished reading my ClickZ column 🙂

Okay, back on the road. Miami next for SES, Latino. See you there.

Sullivan pulls it off big style.

Nobody doubted for a second that Danny and Chris’ first show (SMX Advanced, Seattle) would be a success. But boy, what a winner it was!

Congratulations Danny, Chris (the other Chris) and most of all, well done Karen Deweese. Where would those guys be without you? 😉

It was my first time in Seattle. So the first thing I did, as usual, was find a watering hole. The Sunday before the show was glorious, so a waterside bar was just the thing. This is the Fisherman’s… er… bar, or something. Anyway, Bruce, Robert and I had the most wonderful lunch there as we were seven hours early for the show set up (well, it felt like that).

Robert, by the way, is my spiritual guide to the way of all things Bruce. He has learned a lot himself from his Bruceness… But more importantly for me… he knows everybody’s name at HQ and I can hardly remember my own sometimes. He’s worth his weight in gold just for that. And speaking of Robert, here he is.

And yes… You never thought you’d see it, but here am I all Bruced up and very proud of it.

I spotted this large metal guy swinging a hammer and looking very evil outside the art museum in Seattle. Not at all sure what the heck that was about.

I have more pics but I’m sitting in the Air Canada lounge at Heathrow and my camera (and my iPod, boo-hoo!) are in the glove compartment of my car, as I just remembered. At some point I’ll post some of the other pics. But in between, as I’m planning my annual trip to Mother Russia, here’s a pic I took of the Red Square in Moscow. What’s it got to do with anything? Nothing at all. But It’s very unusual to se a pic which has the Mausoleum, St Basil’s Cathedral and the Kremlin all in the same shot.

I’m looking forward to Moscow, again. It’s simply one of the most happening cities in the world.

Having said that, I promised myself again that this year I’d do less travelling. Between now and the middle of next week I’ll find myself in Toronto, Los Angeles, Miami and New York. Sure, that’s pulling back a bit!

Farewell uncle Peter.

On Friday we said farewell to Peter. A packed church followed him into the church yard, through the trees in the beautiful, golden sunlight, where he was buried a few yards away from his brother (my father).

Peter, you were a gentleman, a quiet man and a giving man. In my whole life I never met a kinder more giving man. I learned so much from you. So much.

Thanks you for those wise words and lessons in life. Now go and poke my father in the eye and tell him off for being such a bully to you sometimes! (Oh and say hi to Paul for me. Tell him I think about all three of you each day).

Yesterday, my uncle died.

On a day when I was 5,000 miles away from him, my uncle and lifelong, dearest friend, Peter, chose to leave his pain and suffering behind.

My late father’s youngest brother has always been there for me. And since my father died, eleven years ago, we’ve been there for each other.

It was a long weekend in the UK last week. So I got to spend some extra time with Peter. I was talking about my new and exciting opportunity with Bruce Clay. He told me to go for it and wouldn’t hear a word about me not travelling until he was well again. Of course, both he and I knew, he was never going to get well again.

I loved you all my life uncle Peter for being such a great friend and counsellor. And I should have checked my diary. You knew I would be away on the eleventh anniversary of my father, your brother, dying. The exact day you chose to go and be with him again.

Wow. How lonely a hotel room can be when you are so far from home and alone with your grief.

Tony Bennett, the Queen and William Wallace.

Earlier this year (February, I think) I spotted that the legendary singer, Tony Bennett was playing Glasgow. Now, Tony doesn’t know this, but he’s been a breakfast guest of mine on many Sunday mornings in my living room while I read the Sunday paper. Fresh coffee, orange juice (up until recently, the odd slice of bacon) and Tony Bennett. Or some Sundays, Dino or even ole blue eyes himself. Sunday mornings are usually polite jazz or cool jazz, for me.

Now, Bennett is in his eighties. And I kind of figured, this may be his last tour (not wishing anything bad at all, just he’s getting on a bit). Anyway, he came on stage at the concert hall in Glasgow and blew the roof off the place. And when he sang It’s A Good Life, everyone in the building sang it with him – me included.

But wait for this. At 81 years old, he asked the sound engineer to switch off all the microphones. And then, just totally naked voice, Tony Bennett sang a note prefect version of Fly Me To The Moon. I’d like to see someone current try that!

So, as I was in Scotland. And living so close to Scotland, it’s very close to my heart, I decided my wife and I should hit the highlands. At first, the idea was to head for Loch Ness. My youngest son, Joe asked me if I was going looking for the monster. But I told him no, I’m taking her with me 🙂

Anyway, Loch Ness never happened. Because as it was a long drive, I looked for a nice hotel between Glasgow and Loch Ness and found the Dalmunzie Hotel. And yes, there is a heaven after all.

I stay I lots of hotels. But few could beat this one. Set in a huge estate of its own (complete with golf course) Dalmunzie is a 200 year old mansion. And it’s superb. So I took the “lairds” (that’s Lord in England) room (that’s a suite, actually). Wow!

Now this is not cheap at about 500 bucks a night. But, I guarantee it’s worth every penny.

And, it being another day, another country, I thought a window shot was in order.

Of course, I realized that, at Glenshee (the skiing resort where the hotel is), we were virtually next door to the Queen. Well, her highland castle, that is. And so we hit the highland roads. And in the highlands… you really can own the road!

And so, there we were at the gate to Balmoral Castle on a beautiful sunny day. So quite why the fuck I look so miserable, I’ll never know. Maybe I just always look miserable and haven’t noticed over the past fifty years or so 🙂

I did manage to get such a wonderful pic of Tatiana, under a tree on the front lawn of Balmoral. We sat there together for a while as it was just so peaceful and relaxing.

But my most favourite pic I took standing in the river Dee, just behind the castle in the Queen’s back yard. Somehow, it just captured the moment. And at this time is the wallpaper on my desktop.

When we got back to the hotel, I spotted a nice paining of Dalmunzie in the library. So I took a shot of it.

On the way back south to Newcastle, T and I decided to stop in Stirling. The famous battle place of William (Braveheart) Wallace. It’s not a big (or pretty, for that matter) place. But there is a a national monument to Wallace.

Having said that. When you visit the monument (a very steep walk to the top) you’ll find that the Wallace statue is half way up the outside of the monument! And he looked nowt like Mel Gibson!

Why does Google have a supplemental index?

Well it has to take a dump somewhere!

Another day… another country…

Time to get back on the road again. Life goes on and we must go on with it. So today I opened the curtains to find I was in… Warsaw, Poland.

Yes, me and my buddy Thomas Bindl are concluding our European tour after my short break. It’s back to work and back to airport lounges, flight delays, language barriers and everything else that goes to make the life of an international search marketer… er… interesting!

I switched hotels on the second night and moved into the brand new Warsaw, Hilton. I’m not quite sure how it happened, but I was upgraded to a junior sweet. Very nice. Panoramic views of the city lying in bed. But then I looked down from the 25th floor… and what did I see… Yes, another construction site! Try sleeping through that.

Had to sneak a peek at the King’s palace.

And nip into the old town for a dinner of traditional Polish food. Meat, with meat, with another two layers of meat across the top and a little meat on the side…

It’s good to back on the road!

Another day…

The day before my brother died, I was at the eMetrics Summit in London.

First chance I’ve had this year to hang with my great pal, Jim Sterne. Me and Jim tend to bump into each other a lot as we criss-cross our way around the planet. He really is one of the smartest guys in the industry. And one of the funniest, too.

eMetrics Summit is one of the best organized conferences I get to speak at. The venues are always excellent and the catering always top notch.

Strangely enough, Jim was in Ireland speaking at a conference at the same time as I was speaking at SearchMarketingWorld2007 I mentioned the church of search thing and told him I’d be writing into my speaking contract that I needed oil paintings and chandeliers at every gig.

He must have been paying attention. eMetrics Summit was up there in the chandeliers and oil paintings realm.

Well done Jim and matt for pulling together another great conference.

I bumped into David White from Weboptimiser who seems to have changed career to movie director. He was interviewing anything that moved… me included. I popped downstairs to join Jim for a coffee, and whoosh… there was David White. You can see my completely impromptu interview here:

http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?docid=-6590703574167254588