…and dump them in Barcelona with the wrong address information.
You had to be there with Loren Feldman, Pat Phelan and Paul Walsh to appreciate the moment.
The story gets more air at TechCrunch UK.
Bottom line: having stared at a hole in the ground for half an hour and then taken a cab to what we were told was the correct address, we ended up at the wrong party. That should have been obvious to a bunch of dishevelled travellers landing at a 20th floor law office where the other 50 or so guests were wearing suits.
The food was good but beer served in wine glasses?
You can’t make up this stuff.
