Adventure the Second: Missed our connection, of course. Only one other flight. Five hours in the Newark airport.
Adventure the Third: Missed any possible ride from the airport to Saratoga Springs. Found friends, shared a cab.
It all worked out.
The World Fantasy Convention Adventure: The convention itself now is a kind of a blur of meeting friends and grabbing quick meals, going to reading and parties and the occasional panel and So Much Talking. Wow. I'd list all the people I saw and met, but at this point I know I'd forget too many people. There were so many people I wish I'd had better, longer conversations and encounters with, but that is the nature of conventions. I did get to sit in when Leslie was interviewing John Crowley, which was fun. I also got waved into an invitation-only party but had to meet up with someone so didn't get to stay and feel Special.
The Viral Adventure: Then I came back home haunted by a weird, low-level but horribly fatiguing virus that made me miss a day and a half of work and pretty much wiped out the long weekend, including all my plans for Accomplishing Something. Damn.
See Les Semaines for my reading and writing adventures.
