Well, after a long and tiring night on the airline-that-shall-not-be-named (let's just say every journey includes a cheese sandwich), I am back in Ulsan! It's strange to be here, but the city is now obviously gripped in IWC fever.

I arrived in Ulsan delighted to see that Jim and Adam had made one of those little signs with my name on it saying "Welcome to Korea!". I always wanted one of those, even if they did spell my name wrong. (Don't worry guys, it's more exotic that way.) It's funny being back - Adam and Jim can't wait to show me how much the embassy has come along, it's almost like a highschool reunion.

Anyway, tiny Ulsan airport, with its engaging "disco dolphin" signs on its walkways - I'll try to get a photo on my way home - was deluged with visitors for the IWC. Some African delegates had arrived and Jim, Adam and I tried to determine which country they represented. Jim addressed them directly while Adam and I covertly tried to get a glimpse of their luggage tags, but they didn't want to talk to us. So we resorted back to our "base", apart from the Embassy of course, the tiny and rather odd hotel where our IWC expert and assorted other campaign team members are staying, within eyesight of the IWC building. I feel kind of like it's Hotel California, like I knew I'd be back here one day...

After a busy night meeting and planning, with a few diversions such as Jim accidentally swallowing the ring pull on his beer can and a minor panic ensuing about what kind of horrible internal injuries he might be suffering (he's fine), I'm back in my room ready to start designing a flyer for the Virtual March.

More to report tomorrow when the Whale Festival starts and I can once more join the Embassy staff on the ground in the run up to our piece d'resistance...the Virtual March ...

Adele