I’m headed south Friday morning.
Going to catch Amtrak’s 9:45 a.m. Coach Starlight run to Portland for a three-day stay to attend OryCon 31, the science fiction convention.
I’m a bit excited and nervous. A couple of firsts for me, don’t you see? The first time I’ve traveled by train — anywhere — and my first major SF convention.
You would think, at my age, that I would have managed to tick both off my list of things to do.
Sure, I attended Foolscap 11 in late September, but it was a pretty intimate affair. Fun, but not a lot of folks, not a lot of hubbub. And I only was able to stop by for one day.
Anyway, if you’re around the Portland Doubletree this weekend, look for me. I’ll be the silly fool with the goofy grin on her face. Thank God they’ll give us name tags, so I won’t forget who I am.
Jeez! Sometimes I wounder if I’m ever going to grow up.