|My first convention experience
||[Nov. 29th, 2014|09:51 pm]
Seanan McGuire mentioned on Facebook how weird San Diego feels when the International Comicon is not going on. This reminded me of my first full convention, which happened to be the San Diego Comicon back in 1991. I was 22 years old, fresh out of college and a total nerd. I was staying with my parents, who insisted on dropping me off rather than having me try and find parking because parking was in very short supply.
While I was walking around looking at all the folks in costume and seeing all the neat stuff that you could buy, I happend across the Disney table and they gave me a ticket for a special showing of "The Rocketeer" which had just released to the theaters. I'd already seen it by that point but hey, free movie, not going to turn that down.
That night I headed down to Horton Plaza which was not too far from my parents' house, and egad it was busy. Finding a parking spot was a pain in the rear and when I got to the theater there was a huge line of convention goers waiting to get into the film. I found the end of the line and got in it. A minute later a Starfleet officer and a Klingon got in line behind me.
"Is this for 'The Rocketeer'?" the officer asked me.
"Yes. I just got here myself as I ended up having to park at the top level of the garage because there were no other spots anywhere!"
The Klingon looked at me quizzically. "Why didn't you just walk from the hotel?"
I blinked and said, "Uh, I live here?"
Welcome to the world of conventions, where a Klingon questions your drive versus walk decisions.