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hmpfI hoped I would be less tired today than I was yesterday, but I'm just as tired. Therefore, I'll just assume it will be no different tomorrow, and will try and write my con report (and a general LJ update) now...
Well, where to start? I'm back in Germany (alas). Getting here was... complicated, but that was my own fault, for making a detour to DortCon on my way from Barcelona to Frankfurt. ;-)
Notes on being home again:
- After using a Spanish keyboard for a month, I'm having trouble readjusting to the German one. I hope it won't take me a month to learn how to type 'in German' again!
- It was good seeing my parents and friends again.
- It was not so good to go back to uni today. I'm not ready for mundane life yet! I feel like there's a head cold waiting to happen lurking in my body, and working is not the best way to prevent it from happening...
- The picture I took of Francis on the last day turned out to be non-existent, since I failed to put the film in right. Frell.
- Seeing my roommates again is nice, though. Even if one of them will only be around a short while anymore, 'cause she's moving out. We're looking for a new one now, and today we interviewed two 'candidates', both of whom were nice. The interviews took very long, though, and afterwards there wasn't much left of my day. *sigh*
Okay, on to the con report now. I bet that's what you're really here for. ;-)
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*Preaching 'Scape at DortCon 2003*
I left Barcelona around 10 am, took a plane from Girona airport at 13:00 hours. Arrived at what RyanAir has declared 'Frankfurt-Hahn' but which is really a tiny airport nowhere near Frankfurt. Took a bus to Cologne. There took a train to Dortmund, where I was supposed to be picked up at the station by one of the con's organisers or one of the helpers. However, the guy's cellphone was malfunctioning. So, I spent an hour or so at the station, trying to reach him on the phone - was majorly pissed when the phone ate my whole 2-Euro-coin after a one second call to someone's answering machine. Sat around in a bistro for a while, thinking about how to get to the con with my 20 kilos of luggage - naturally, I'd forgotten to print out the address - in a town I'd never been to. Finally had the brilliant idea of calling Mark, who was going to be my partner-in-crime the next day, and ask him to look it up on the net. Which I did, and he did, then.
Took a taxi to the con and arrived somewhat exhausted at the Fritz-Henssler-Haus. A familiar face was the first thing I saw: Christian from the list was catching the air just when I arrived. After a split-second's uncertainty, we recognised each other - after all, we've stood together in rainy Cologne on October 5, 2002 - and then I was introduced to André Diehl, the guy I'd spoken to on the phone several times from Barcelona, and Torsten Frantz, one of the leading fen from the SFCD (Science Fiction Club Deutschland, the oldest SF club in Germany), who was going to be my host for the night.
Christian and I retired to the gopher room then - after I'd shed my mammoth of a backpack in some room on the ground floor - where I had a Tolkien Day flashback when eating the sandwiches made in the sandwich toaster. (At the Tolkien Day, we used to live on a diet consisting almost entirely of these kind of sandwiches... though they are called 'fried orc ears' there...)
After the orc ears, uhm, sandwiches, I 'forced' Christian to play audience to my Farscape presentation. As always when trying to speak in public, I was Much Too Fast - read five pages in about 20 minutes! Halfway through the text I gained two rather eager listeners who started asking questions about the Save Farscape movement and the show in general when I'd finished. That made me very happy of course, since secretly I'd feared no one would be interested in Farscape at all... (Turns out I was wrong... as proven more impressively by the turnout of my presentation the next day...)
Well, that was all very nice, but I was tired, and so I was rather happy when Torsten Frantz assembled his many charges for the night... a whopping total of eight people were to stay at his place! A few of them chose to stay at the con for the night's movie program, but the rest of us went 'home' where I fine-tuned my script again but didn't get to sleep much... 'cause of course we all sat around for quite a while yet. I got to meet BiFi again, another VIP (or rather, BNF, I suppose) from the SFCD whom I'd met at last year's Space Days. Among the guests was also an older fan who scored two points with me for being a) from Kiel and b) a Scaper. *g*
Well, but finally we did go to bed, or what passed for it. (A sofa, in my and Bifi's case, a mat on the floor in most other's.)
And I think at this point I will end my report today, 'cause I should go to bed now, too. Sunday's report will follow tomorrow. I promise.
Well, where to start? I'm back in Germany (alas). Getting here was... complicated, but that was my own fault, for making a detour to DortCon on my way from Barcelona to Frankfurt. ;-)
Notes on being home again:
- After using a Spanish keyboard for a month, I'm having trouble readjusting to the German one. I hope it won't take me a month to learn how to type 'in German' again!
- It was good seeing my parents and friends again.
- It was not so good to go back to uni today. I'm not ready for mundane life yet! I feel like there's a head cold waiting to happen lurking in my body, and working is not the best way to prevent it from happening...
- The picture I took of Francis on the last day turned out to be non-existent, since I failed to put the film in right. Frell.
- Seeing my roommates again is nice, though. Even if one of them will only be around a short while anymore, 'cause she's moving out. We're looking for a new one now, and today we interviewed two 'candidates', both of whom were nice. The interviews took very long, though, and afterwards there wasn't much left of my day. *sigh*
Okay, on to the con report now. I bet that's what you're really here for. ;-)
------------
*Preaching 'Scape at DortCon 2003*
I left Barcelona around 10 am, took a plane from Girona airport at 13:00 hours. Arrived at what RyanAir has declared 'Frankfurt-Hahn' but which is really a tiny airport nowhere near Frankfurt. Took a bus to Cologne. There took a train to Dortmund, where I was supposed to be picked up at the station by one of the con's organisers or one of the helpers. However, the guy's cellphone was malfunctioning. So, I spent an hour or so at the station, trying to reach him on the phone - was majorly pissed when the phone ate my whole 2-Euro-coin after a one second call to someone's answering machine. Sat around in a bistro for a while, thinking about how to get to the con with my 20 kilos of luggage - naturally, I'd forgotten to print out the address - in a town I'd never been to. Finally had the brilliant idea of calling Mark, who was going to be my partner-in-crime the next day, and ask him to look it up on the net. Which I did, and he did, then.
Took a taxi to the con and arrived somewhat exhausted at the Fritz-Henssler-Haus. A familiar face was the first thing I saw: Christian from the list was catching the air just when I arrived. After a split-second's uncertainty, we recognised each other - after all, we've stood together in rainy Cologne on October 5, 2002 - and then I was introduced to André Diehl, the guy I'd spoken to on the phone several times from Barcelona, and Torsten Frantz, one of the leading fen from the SFCD (Science Fiction Club Deutschland, the oldest SF club in Germany), who was going to be my host for the night.
Christian and I retired to the gopher room then - after I'd shed my mammoth of a backpack in some room on the ground floor - where I had a Tolkien Day flashback when eating the sandwiches made in the sandwich toaster. (At the Tolkien Day, we used to live on a diet consisting almost entirely of these kind of sandwiches... though they are called 'fried orc ears' there...)
After the orc ears, uhm, sandwiches, I 'forced' Christian to play audience to my Farscape presentation. As always when trying to speak in public, I was Much Too Fast - read five pages in about 20 minutes! Halfway through the text I gained two rather eager listeners who started asking questions about the Save Farscape movement and the show in general when I'd finished. That made me very happy of course, since secretly I'd feared no one would be interested in Farscape at all... (Turns out I was wrong... as proven more impressively by the turnout of my presentation the next day...)
Well, that was all very nice, but I was tired, and so I was rather happy when Torsten Frantz assembled his many charges for the night... a whopping total of eight people were to stay at his place! A few of them chose to stay at the con for the night's movie program, but the rest of us went 'home' where I fine-tuned my script again but didn't get to sleep much... 'cause of course we all sat around for quite a while yet. I got to meet BiFi again, another VIP (or rather, BNF, I suppose) from the SFCD whom I'd met at last year's Space Days. Among the guests was also an older fan who scored two points with me for being a) from Kiel and b) a Scaper. *g*
Well, but finally we did go to bed, or what passed for it. (A sofa, in my and Bifi's case, a mat on the floor in most other's.)
And I think at this point I will end my report today, 'cause I should go to bed now, too. Sunday's report will follow tomorrow. I promise.
