Category Archives: Conventions

Well, I’m home.

I know that feel, bro.

I know that feel, bro.

After roughly 2,500 miles, four breweries, and 36 hours of driving, we are finally there and back again from GenCon.

I have so many things I want to share before I forget them and get swept back up into the hectic bar life, but I am too exhausted from the sheer magnitude of the last nine days. I was able to significantly recharge both my physical and emotional batteries thanks to good friends, new ones, and some much-needed quality time with Markus. GenCon continues to be one of the top highlights of my year, and to date, my favorite con in existence. I can’t wait to decompress and upload photos.

Tomorrow, we’re enjoying a rare day off with my family, and then hopefully beginning to comb through the stacks of games, and piles of clothes from the journey.

Confession: If I can get everything unpacked and put away before the end of the month, then that will be a new record.

#FLtoGenCon : 32 Hours of Commuting

Because we’re crazy, Markus andI decided to drive to GenCon – the greatest four days in gaming! It’s a 12-hour journey to our friend’s house in Nashville, and then just another 4 or so hours to Indianapolis. We tried to keep up with tweets along the way (don’t worry – we were passengers when we tweeted) using the hashtag #FLtoGenCon. At one point, I even started a trivia game with other GenCon travelers. If you missed the journey, here it is. Next year, we’ll use the hashtag more.

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Growing Up GenCon

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My hands are clammy and continue to tug at the bottom of my skirt. It took me four weeks and seven stores before I found a skirt that even roughly matched those suitable for a day of class. My wool sweater stifled me in the heat of the convention, no doubt worsened by my nervousness, and the white Oxford shirt scratched beneath. Why did I decide to wear this in the summer heat of Indianapolis? I had just spent an hour attempting to hand-stitch my Ravenclaw patch onto the just-arrived-from-the-internet robes, but ended up safety pinning it to the black cloth before leaving the room. Continue reading

Attack of the Con Crud

It’s like some sort of super phlegm.

I really pride myself on my ability to stay healthy when I’m on my regular schedule at home. I exercise every morning; I eat healthy 5-6 days out of the week, and I get plenty of sleep every night. But at a convention, all of that changes. I’m thrown onto an airplane, which is basically a giant test tube festering with germs and viruses from all over. You sit there while the germy air circulates for an hour or two – more than enough time for it to fight its way past your immune defenses.

On top of initially flying to the convention, there’s the PEOPLE. GenCon had a record-setting attendance of 49,000 people. That’s a CRAP TON of people for me (I don’t go to SDCC) and at least 10%, if not more, come to the con already sick. Add to that the handshakes, the handling of merchandise, doors, handles – it’s just a giant germ fest. God, I’m creeping myself out here.

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