I made it into San Diego last night about 6:30, which gave me plenty of time to take a thirty five dollar cab ride (I think we doubled the fare sitting in traffic) over to the Town and Country hotel to pick up my passes for the weekend. I ended up having to walk the last half mile, dragging my giant suitcase, as the gridlock wouldn't let my cab get any further. But as I climbed the steps, exhausted and already feeling the jet lag coming on, it was suddenly all worth it.
Epic music swelled as I crossed into the giant air conditioned banquet room, and gleaming white ropes guided my path through the line to pick up my badges. A line. My very first comic con line! I had goosebumps.
I raced through the rope maze as fast as I could drag the week's worth of clothes I had in tow. There were only a few dozen people ahead of me, so I barely had time to catch my breath before it was my turn to be directed to a registration person.
"Right over there, Sir," a cheerful volunteer told me. "Have a great con!"
"Oh my god, I totally will!"
I was gushing, but I didn't care. She just smiled like she had seen it a thousand times so far today, and it was far from getting old.
|My ticket to four days of AWESOME!!!!|
With my shiny four day badge in hand, I made my way back to the street. I lucked my way into finding a cab pulling out just as I found my way to the curb, and I was on my way to meet Shaun and Ned at the hotel.
The room is actually amazing. We've got a two room suite with two beds and a pull out sofa, so no one is sleeping on the floor. We really didn't expect that, but we chalked it up to a comic con miracle. Plus we are just a few blocks from the convention center, so we are near all the action.
It was about 11:30 Boston time by the time we were all together in the hotel, all of us exhausted and giddy. I found myself having trouble staying on one subject as we talked.
"Yeah, so tomorrow I totally want to hit the panel in--oh my god! Guys! The clock radio has an MP3 input! Awesome! Wait...should we get food? What day is it?"
We made our way to the little sea village across the street and scored much needed food (which helped my focusing problem) and much deserved beer (which, admittedly, was probably counterproductive). The three of us were all about ready to pass out, but far too excited to even think about going to bed.
Eventually exhaustion won the battle, and we crashed. I think I conked out about 10:30 local time (which would be I don't even want to think about it o'clock in Boston). That might have not been the smartest move, as I popped awake this morning at 3:00a, ready to go. I managed about another hour's sleep before I gave up. It was the first day of comic con! How could I sleep?
|Our first moments inside Comic-Con!|
It actually worked out, as we walked right into the convention center at about 7:30 this morning. I had expected to spend most of the morning waiting on a lawn somewhere. But, I am happily in a line (pretty close to the front, actually), camped out comfortably on the floor, typing away.
I am on my own this morning, which we kind of expected. Shaun and Ned are off fighting their way into a Battlestar Galactica panel, which--even though awesome all by itself!--secures them a seat for Stan Lee's panel at 11:45, featuring Mark Hamill. That sounds like it could be the highlight of the day.
For me, though, I am spending the morning on a few writing panels. It's kind of funny, but the only real drawback of coming to comic con--as if there could be a drawback!--is this means a second year in a row of no writing convention or workshop. I was okay with that, even though I am feeling really, really overdue for one. This is going to be an awesome trip, and who knows when I'll have the opportunity to do something like is again. But...funny thing.
It seems that a giant pop culture convention attracts not only rabid fans...but creative people as well. It seems like that should have dawned on me sooner. But it wasn't until they released the programming guide that I saw several writing panels that looked just awesome. And so here I am, having the best of both worlds! I can totally be glamorous like you see in all the magazines...or anything I want to be!
Anyway, so that's where I am now, waiting in one line for room 25ABC, while a giant line (which wraps around the entire convention center!) is crushing up against us. These are the folks fighting to get downstairs first to the exhibit hall and snatch up all the exclusive goodies. They seem in good spirits, but I happy to be in my little line this morning. This seems to be the perfect way to start the con.
Alright, I'm expecting the doors to open soon, and this all to begin. Stay tuned, tower-friends!