There is a Rat Pack feel to downtown Palm Springs. Hollywood stars mark the sidewalk. Palm Trees sway in the desert wind. The hot dry desert air scented by the Salton Sea. An eclectic mix of restaurants dominate the scene: Italian tratorrias, Beligian Pomme Frites, Mexican and all-American Steakhouses to name a few. The area is small, but truly distinct and memorable.
I stayed at the Renaissance Hotel, which would be a great setting for a murder mystery. It had a thin-and-worn upper class feel to it. The pool was divine. The daytime temps were over a hundred.
I met lots of people at the conference and learned new things, which is always good. It was the first InD’scribe big event, so it had a few glitches, but I’m sure they’ll iron them out by next year. They are a dynamic company dedicated to promoting Indie and Small press published authors.
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