Which should be a pretty good sign that I'm not really fit to write this blog post, but I'm waiting up to see if the hotel can find me some salt, so that I can make salt water to soak my blisters. Hence, a blog post.
Yesterday was a terribly full day. I had four panels; I missed one due to oversleeping; I don't feel terrible about it though because I had specifically said I couldn't do anything before noon and they didn't listen... it was for 10 am. This leads me, by the way, into one of my biggest complaints about this Worldcon--I don't think it's very well run. Sure, the organizers have certainly tried hard, but there's a lot of things that could have been done better.
I've heard countless complaints about the scheduling difficulties people have had for their programming. Some people were placed on children's programming and had no idea what to do with it. Most perplexing though is the utter lack of logistical organization in regards to the hotels and the convention center. I am staying at the Delta. The Delta is 1.0 km from the convention center, Google Maps tells me, and yet it's THE CONVENTION HOTEL. You might think, "Oh, there are no other hotels nearby!" But you are grievously wrong if you do, since there are at least two hotels directly across from the convention center, and several more nearby that are closer to walk to. I have freaking blisters from the fact that I think I've walked about twelve miles in the last three days, and that's not even counting walking IN the convention center itself. I am not pleased. I wouldn't have booked a room in this hotel, if I had realized just how far away it was. Do you hear me, Worldcon organizers? I'm not the only one who is perplexed and displeased about this.
That said, I'm still having fun, albeit LIMPING fun. (Oh dear, I'm using lots of capital letters for emphasis; I apologize in advance.)
Yesterday was busy during the day with the panels and meetings with clients. Then, I hit the parties, including Angry Robot and the Tor.com Rock Band party. We ended up at the Intercontinental bar again (note, it's damn close to the convention center), where we somehow devolved into playing Truth or Dare with some form of weird complicating other parts. We all wussed out and chose truth, but we did learn some interesting things, and Annie sang us a lovely song in Gaelic (she chose a dare).
As a side note, I got to meet two very neat people and blog readers yesterday, Julie Klumb and Annie Buhl. I didn't see Annie today, but I got to hang out with Julie again today, and I love her to pieces. Both of them are truly awesome, and if you can see them at a con, you should!
I also got to hang out with Derek Molata and my dear friend, Holly. It was wonderful to get to see them both too. I hung out with a lot of people, and ended up going to bed at 5am.
Cue today, where I got up at noon, did Jenny-getting-ready things, and ended up having a very nice lunch with my client, Colin Harvey. I was going to go to the Odyssey reunion dinner, but my blisters were killing me, and I retreated to my room to try to sulk and treat them (I fear I will be getting much blister advice from this post; I don't need it, so feel free not to give it!). After that ordeal, I found Derek and Holly, took a cab to Old Montreal to find them, and we slowly wandered to eat dinner. We eventually had a giant group of eight people, and no restaurant would seat us but this place called the Stew Stop. I was cranky and hungry and threatening to possibly eat my dining companions; I gathered most people in the group felt the same way. =)
We sat down. There was one waiter. He was very cute and quite nice, but very inadequate for his job. We stayed anyway, which was a good thing, because the food was really good. I had some form of pasta with vegetables (vegetables, at a Worldcon!), and they comped us several good desserts. Then I called the cab company, and Derek, Holly, and I went back to our respective hotels.
I then wandered the party floors, searching endlessly for the Night Shade party. John Joseph Adams has been part of my con posse for years now, but I couldn't find him and Rob, who were definitely at the party. Finally, after going around in circles, talking to Cory Doctorow (who never did find the party), I found Liza from Locus who told me where it was.
I got up to the closed room and knocked on the door. I knocked again. No one answered. Notice, by the way, that I completely didn't see the doorbell for the room. So I resorted to kicking the bottom of the door until Jeremy Lassen opened it up. =)
And there was all my people! John, Rob, Jeremy, my new friend, Julie! And Ann Vandermeer, Paolo Bacigalupi (who the party was in honor of), Liz Gorinsky, Ross Lockhart, and many cool other people. I loved the fact that I got the chance to have real conversations with people, since it was a closed party, and the door was locked to all who dared enter. We pulled Holly and Derek into the party eventually, and the Angry Robot guys and Colin Harvey came by too. I discovered that Lee Harris of Angry Robot is hilariously funny; that Rob likes "Sex and the City"; that Julie used to teach hardcore high school science (and met her husband in an interesting way); and that everyone there was just awesome. I had a lovely, lovely time.
The hotel has kindly brought me an entire salt shaker to use to soak my blisters in saltwater, and I shall go do that too. Tomorrow, I get to go to the Hugos with John and Rob (Rob and I are John's dates; he's accepting for three people), so I will be sure to report on that. And do follow me on Twitter, as I'm updating as I remember to do so. One panel tomorrow and I'm done! =)