Back to the Moxy
Sep. 19th, 2025 08:27 amL.A. Trade Show journal #5
Back at the hotel · Wed, 17 Sep 2025. 10:30pm
It's after 10pm now and I'm settled in back at the Moxy hotel. It was a long but good day at the AWS Summit trade show. Alas my day was not over when the show was over.
First I had to walk back to my hotel...

...which as I mentioned this morning, is right across the street from the LA Convention Center. Again, that's why I chose it despite knowing it has laughably tiny rooms. But that was also not the end of the day. I merely stopped by my room to drop my bag before heading back out. My company sponsored a reception this evening at a bar a few blocks away.
As I passed through the hotel I noted that one or two other companies were hosting receptions at this hotel. Why couldn't we have done that? (Rhetorical question; I know the answer is a combination of "Because we don't plan things far enough ahead" and "It was probably too expensive".) So I walked about 6 blocks over to our party location.
"You walked?" all of my colleagues at the bar asked in separate conversations after I arrived. They were incredulous that either I (a) knew the dire risks and did it anyway or (b) didn't know how direly risky it was and foolishly did it. Okay, it wasn't so much option (b) because they know I'm not foolish. But, c'mon. It was 6pm. Daylight. And just a handful of city blocks. Yeah, I passed half a dozen homeless people (or wandering drunks) along the way. But let's not get overly paranoid about big cities. They are not the violent crime cesspools they're routinely made out to be in parts of the media and social media.
The reception was good. I took advantage of the company's generosity to knock back 5 drinks along with a few tacos served buffet-style. Hey, it's not like I was driving home; just walking. Though one of my colleagues practically insisted on driving me home so I didn't have to walk the 0.4 miles solo.
Back here at the Moxy I decided to check out the action at the rooftop bar.

The reception party that was up here was winding down at 9pm when I arrived... and the outdoors bar was surprisingly closing early. The bartenders had just about everything packed away when I arrived. So after taking a few pictures I went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor to seek out some food. Now I'm really kicking myself for not going up to the rooftop bar last night. But last night I was pretty tired and just couldn't be bothered leaving my room.
Speaking of tired and not leaving my room, that's where I am and what I'm doing now. I got some dinner at the lounge downstairs. It was busy but I ate quietly, by myself, then came back up here. Tomorrow's going to be a busy morning, and I'm pooped after a long day. I think I'm going to be lights-out by 11.
Keep reading: the next morning I navigate $25 bagels and flying pigs in Leaving Los Angeles!
Back at the hotel · Wed, 17 Sep 2025. 10:30pm
It's after 10pm now and I'm settled in back at the Moxy hotel. It was a long but good day at the AWS Summit trade show. Alas my day was not over when the show was over.
First I had to walk back to my hotel...

...which as I mentioned this morning, is right across the street from the LA Convention Center. Again, that's why I chose it despite knowing it has laughably tiny rooms. But that was also not the end of the day. I merely stopped by my room to drop my bag before heading back out. My company sponsored a reception this evening at a bar a few blocks away.
As I passed through the hotel I noted that one or two other companies were hosting receptions at this hotel. Why couldn't we have done that? (Rhetorical question; I know the answer is a combination of "Because we don't plan things far enough ahead" and "It was probably too expensive".) So I walked about 6 blocks over to our party location.
"You walked?" all of my colleagues at the bar asked in separate conversations after I arrived. They were incredulous that either I (a) knew the dire risks and did it anyway or (b) didn't know how direly risky it was and foolishly did it. Okay, it wasn't so much option (b) because they know I'm not foolish. But, c'mon. It was 6pm. Daylight. And just a handful of city blocks. Yeah, I passed half a dozen homeless people (or wandering drunks) along the way. But let's not get overly paranoid about big cities. They are not the violent crime cesspools they're routinely made out to be in parts of the media and social media.
The reception was good. I took advantage of the company's generosity to knock back 5 drinks along with a few tacos served buffet-style. Hey, it's not like I was driving home; just walking. Though one of my colleagues practically insisted on driving me home so I didn't have to walk the 0.4 miles solo.
Back here at the Moxy I decided to check out the action at the rooftop bar.

The reception party that was up here was winding down at 9pm when I arrived... and the outdoors bar was surprisingly closing early. The bartenders had just about everything packed away when I arrived. So after taking a few pictures I went downstairs to the restaurant on the first floor to seek out some food. Now I'm really kicking myself for not going up to the rooftop bar last night. But last night I was pretty tired and just couldn't be bothered leaving my room.
Speaking of tired and not leaving my room, that's where I am and what I'm doing now. I got some dinner at the lounge downstairs. It was busy but I ate quietly, by myself, then came back up here. Tomorrow's going to be a busy morning, and I'm pooped after a long day. I think I'm going to be lights-out by 11.
Keep reading: the next morning I navigate $25 bagels and flying pigs in Leaving Los Angeles!

