Go to Comicon

“When my eyes stopped stinging from the expired protective spray, I hopped off the trolley and made my way into the convention center and I was not prepared for what was waiting inside for me. Lines. Lots of people in a massive line. But after 30 minutes, the workers released the stampede of nerds and I made my way into the exhibit hall. I had no idea how big the exhibit hall was; it looked like it was longer than three football fields, easily.”

“I’m a very shy, awkward, claustrophobic person most of the time so there was a part of me that worried that there would be too many people and that I wouldn’t be able to handle it. Weirdly, it ended up being the exact opposite. I’m used to being the nerdiest person in the room, and it was really invigorating to be around people who are like me and/or like me but turned up to eleven. I can’t remember ever feeling energized by being around a lot of people.”

“Still expecting a huge crowd inside we wandered around trying to find lanyards for our passes which weren’t yet labeled and finally managed to get ourselves into the main exhibition hall. Whoa. No idea the entire bottom section of the convention center was going to be filled with vendors, artists and associated booths. [...] I was still super pumped to be inside RCCC for the first time though and I just picked a direction and we started walking.”