Dragon*Con - Sunday morning
I've got that con feeling. You know, when it could be 2 a.m. or 4 in the afternoon. It comes from the constant, 24/7 atmosphere of this place. And the endless supply of $4 hot dogs that I can't stay away from.
True to Dcon form, Saturday night proved to be big. You haven't had the Dragon*Con experience until you've waited for an elevator in the Hyatt. Ten minutes is not an unusual amount of time to stand uncomfortably next to Thundar the Barbarian for an elevator that probably will never make it to the lobby. That's why some opt to take the stairs - even if it is 12 flights up.
At 2 a.m. the lobby of the Hyatt was not just packed, it was a fire hazard. Some security took it well, debating which adult film they would purchase in the Dealer's Room when they got the chance. Another wasn't as calm as he scanned the area in horror, saying "Too many people! Too many people!"
But people is what it's all about. You didn't pay $85 to watch the tumbleweeds pass by in an empty hotel. You shelled out your cash for the endless supply of Dawn lookalikes in appropriately skimpy outfits, for the moaning zombies slowly taking the escalator, for the phalanx of Star Wars bounty hunters posed for a group photo.
You've just got one more day left. Better make it count.
I've got that con feeling. You know, when it could be 2 a.m. or 4 in the afternoon. It comes from the constant, 24/7 atmosphere of this place. And the endless supply of $4 hot dogs that I can't stay away from.
True to Dcon form, Saturday night proved to be big. You haven't had the Dragon*Con experience until you've waited for an elevator in the Hyatt. Ten minutes is not an unusual amount of time to stand uncomfortably next to Thundar the Barbarian for an elevator that probably will never make it to the lobby. That's why some opt to take the stairs - even if it is 12 flights up.
At 2 a.m. the lobby of the Hyatt was not just packed, it was a fire hazard. Some security took it well, debating which adult film they would purchase in the Dealer's Room when they got the chance. Another wasn't as calm as he scanned the area in horror, saying "Too many people! Too many people!"
But people is what it's all about. You didn't pay $85 to watch the tumbleweeds pass by in an empty hotel. You shelled out your cash for the endless supply of Dawn lookalikes in appropriately skimpy outfits, for the moaning zombies slowly taking the escalator, for the phalanx of Star Wars bounty hunters posed for a group photo.
You've just got one more day left. Better make it count.
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