We got home from Scintillation, a small SF/fantasy convention in Montreal, yesterday afternoon. I enjoyed the con, but it took a lot out of me, and I'm not sure I enjoyed myself enough to be worth how draining it was (that's separate from the financial cost, three round-trip airfares and four nights in a hotel). If I go next year, I suspect I should either travel Thursday instead of Friday, or leave Sunday afternoon/evening rather than staying over Sunday night. The longer trip let us go to the pre-con and after-con picnics, plus Friday afternoon expeditions, and as much of the programming as we wanted.
I enjoyed some programming, and some unorganized socializing in the convention's public spaces. I skipped some programming, either because it was less interesting to me (e.g. discussions of writing techniqques) or to save energy. I got a ride to the Marche Jean Talon expedition on Friday from![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rushthatspeaks, and a ride to the Sunday evening picnic from Ruthanna. I didn't feel up to walking to Marche Jean Talon, and then walking around at the market; similarly, I didn't feel up to taking the metro to the Sunday evening picnic. (We did take a bus and the metro back from the picnic to the hotel Sunday night.)
We went to Frites Alors! with Tamara for lunch on Sunday, because I wanted poutine, and they have food Adrian likes (although not poutine, because it's full of cheese). By Monday, when we were grabbing something to eat on the way to the airport, I felt like I had eaten too much meat (in the form of dumplings) and just got a cucumber salad. We took the metro to get to the branch of Frites Alors! that has a (seasonal) patio; the convention hotel is in Chinatown, and most of the outdoor dining options near the hotel mean getting takeout and finding a park bench. That said, I'm glad that there's still at least one con that has some outdoor events, and requires masking indoors with a couple of exceptions.
[I may post more, but wanted to get at least this down before I forgot.]
I enjoyed some programming, and some unorganized socializing in the convention's public spaces. I skipped some programming, either because it was less interesting to me (e.g. discussions of writing techniqques) or to save energy. I got a ride to the Marche Jean Talon expedition on Friday from
rushthatspeaks, and a ride to the Sunday evening picnic from Ruthanna. I didn't feel up to walking to Marche Jean Talon, and then walking around at the market; similarly, I didn't feel up to taking the metro to the Sunday evening picnic. (We did take a bus and the metro back from the picnic to the hotel Sunday night.)We went to Frites Alors! with Tamara for lunch on Sunday, because I wanted poutine, and they have food Adrian likes (although not poutine, because it's full of cheese). By Monday, when we were grabbing something to eat on the way to the airport, I felt like I had eaten too much meat (in the form of dumplings) and just got a cucumber salad. We took the metro to get to the branch of Frites Alors! that has a (seasonal) patio; the convention hotel is in Chinatown, and most of the outdoor dining options near the hotel mean getting takeout and finding a park bench. That said, I'm glad that there's still at least one con that has some outdoor events, and requires masking indoors with a couple of exceptions.
[I may post more, but wanted to get at least this down before I forgot.]