I am always saddened when I stay in a convention hotel beyond the end of the con. The cool, nerdy, familiar things are gone and the place is just a hotel again. Here in downtown Indy the GenCon layer has been stripped away from countless locations and it’s just another city center. My tribe has left. The magic is gone.
Maybe this is a good thing, because it leaves me all the more anxious to be home again. My plane leaves at 11am. Not soon enough.
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