It's six AM. Well, that's the time where I am right now. It's seven AM back at home and five AM where I'm going. Travel is strange, even stranger when you do it on your own. I'm not used to that anymore, as my wife is usually by my side when I go to cons.
Yesterday I drove over nine hours, and I'll do the same today. What's surprised me (but shouldn't) was the sameness of the landscape as I crossed western Indiana, Illinois and Iowa. It was a continuous path of the barren farmland of early spring, lightly covered with patches of unmelted snow. I occasionally pass landmarks that looked surprisingly like ones only minutes from my own home.
It's always strange to be near something so familiar yet not.
I went to dinner with Vanessa and Nick from Anime Nebraskon last night, as they were kind enough to join me. I had a good time swapping stories with them, and the food was fairly decent for a Perkins. It did confirm to me that convention staffers look and act pretty much the same no matter where you go.
Again, it's always strange to be near something so familiar yet not.
I have a lot of driving ahead of me before I get to Anomaly Con, so I probably shouldn't spend time to write much more. I posted my panel schedule for Anomaly Con the other day, so if you're coming out, you should, y'know, go to them.
I've got to pack up and check out of this hotel.