Early morning car ride with Salvadorans to the capital city. We arrive at a hotel with Palm trees and Bird of paradise flowers and Bitcoin signs.

An orange Pill balloon floats over a "Hal Finney Stage".

People love a conference, regardless of what they think of the topic. There are the free tote bags, the lanyard with your name on it. the wristband. The possiblity of new connections and new opportunities. The belonging to this new group of people.

I'm usually don't like to go to a conference. However a Bitcoin conference is a different thing. There's an optimism in the air.

But since I didn't have ticket I went to a coffee shop down the street. It was packed with people.

The barista/coffee shop owner asked the patrons if we didn't get into the conference. He said, seems like they made the tickets artificially scarce, nobody can get them. The last conference everyone could get in. It's funny to have a barista mentioning the scarcity concept.

A visitor at the counter agreed that normally he goes to the conference and wonder what it's like to go to the local coffee shops. Now he's at the local coffee shop wondering what's going on at the conference.

Barista: "It's ok, everyday in this coffee shop is like a Bitcoin conference".