This was my very first GenCon. I may come back. Some of the most challenging things over the week had little to do with the convention at all, so I will restrict myself to con related things.
The Good:
Dresden Files RPG: This was about 40% of my reason for coming to Gencon and it was as awesome as I hoped it would be,. Courtney was an amazing GM and everyone was super friendly and nice to the n00b. The lengthy backstory and detailed character sheets were really helpful in terms of getting a feel for my character and everyone was really great about playing along. When I read the character sheet in more depth at home, I realize I shouldn't have been able to use the rifle point blank, but whatever; it didn't keep me from nearly getting kilt anyway. :)
XMen LARP: I kind of added this at the last minute on a whim. Kat and Oz are amazing. They worked with me for two weeks before the con to build my character and did a video Google hangout to explain mechanics (which meant I knew at least one other player - hi Randall). Thank you so much for being welcoming and helping me decrypt my character sheets and figure out what I could DO. And to my group for being such good sports when the best thing I could come up with was dive bombing the Green Goblin with 400 pigeons in Times Square and getting them to poop on him until he fell off the glider. *lol* One of my cats has been adopted by a long running character in the local game, which is kind of awesome.
True Dungeon (Group Two): These consisted of 50% of my reason for attending. We only got about half the rooms, but everyone was super welcoming and made sure we could all chime in on the puzzles and stuff and we didn't feel left out or extraneous
True Dungeon (Group One): The drow lady leading us around who saw my ACL brace and offered to let me step out of the first challenge when she saw I was struggling. I managed it, but we had this great conversation about knee problems for about half the dungeon. *laughing*
Scalemail Dicebag: I ran out of time because I did the first row the wrong way and had to start over, but I have about half of a dicebag. I have tried to do chainmail in the past but have really struggled with it because I keep losing my place. Working with the scales actually made it a lot easier and less frustrating for me.
Torrid: We need this in Canada. Toronto isn't Canada, I mean the rest of us. :) Thank you Kaitlyn.
The one man who actually asked me to take a picture even though I am not obviously covered in goggles or gears, a TV character, a movie character, a comic book person, an anime character, or a game entity. I wore a yellow 1820s walking suit and for the most part was not sure why I bothered because it wasn't loud enough or obvious enough for anyone to care. So thank you random stranger.
The Question Mark People: Thank you. I got so fricking lost the first couple of days it wasn't funny. You were very helpful and gentle about getting me turned around in the right general direction.
The Staff in 123West at the Crowne Plaza: They let us take our coffee to go and even grabbed us little takeout containers so we could bring fruit or danishes with us. Luiz in particular was really wonderful. You go girl!
The Crowne Plaza Hotel Room Cards: Agricola themed Caravan hotel room cards were a nice touch
Cosplay Fence: The corraled area for cosplay photography was really neat and it seemed to keep people from stopping up the hallways too badly snapping photos.
The Lady At the ICC Coffee Shop: She was convinced we don't have change in Canada at all. It resulted in a pretty epic and somewhat confusing conversation when I explained we don't have dollar bills or pennies but we still have all the OTHER change.
Tim the GM: Both for being awesome at dinner and for hearing me out in Starbucks when I was utterly frustrated after the failed Strange game (see below).
The Meh:
True Dungeon (Group One): The folks who showed up super early with briefcases of pogs and were only interested in the loot and doing it as hardcore as possible. I wasn't interested in doing it hardcore, and I wasn't the only one, but I got the feeling there was a lot of annoyance at the newbies. I was having a panic attack in the muster room and trying not to cry because they were so obviously mad at us for wanting to play normal. Also, there is a difference between being decisive and making others feel unwelcome. It got precariously close to that line at times.
The Ram: Having absolutely NO SEATING in the wait line and then only going and getting a chair for the obviously not able bodied person after someone basically went and smacked the maitre'd in the nose with a rolled up newspaper was uncool. Look, I understand that you don't want people loitering with those wait times but a little compassion and the offer of a chair would have been gracious.
The Fat Rooster: Wasn't worth it and the "loaded potato salad" came with a side dose of sick the next day.
Steak and Shake: Having an app that gives me a free drink but won't let me register a non-American card to get it. Also, the shake was fantastic and they were good about seating us right away, but the burger was kind of meh.
The Bad:
The elevator in the ICC to the Crowne Plaza dying at some point on Friday. ACL Brace and eighteen foot ceilings and stairs are a badness when you are tired. Ehmagerd. It made for a lot of suck and unnecessary aggravation
The Strange: The kids spent MONTHS telling me how awesome the game was. MONTHS. We got to our table ten minutes early, it was not a Monte Cook room. We then got bounced around from room to room for ten minutes because someone had poached the table we would have been at. Our GM was late. He hadn't read the mod. He didn't explain anything about the world or the situation or why we were there, or why it was a different kind of game, or any of the mechanics, or what our character types did, or ANYTHING until someone reminded him (I had said it already) very pointedly that I was new and I had no idea what the blazes was happening. I was going to buy the book. I even looked at it. But after that mod I no longer wanted it or cared about the game. I get that you were dragooning people at the last minute, but that was the lowlight of my weekend.
Exhibit Hall: Two things, first off, put similar kinds of dealers together. Having to wander for miles to find the half dozen dice sellers stank hard. Also, put the really big booths at the ends, not straddling aisles where you have to go around them and get lost because you forgot where you were. Oh and one last thing. Demoing awesome games I can't buy sucks. If you are a kickstarter thingie, say so. Really obviously. So I don't waste my time.
It's Raining In My Bathroom: I got home from the XMen Larp to find water dripping out of the ceiling. The service guy (hi Rich) was really nice and explained it was probably condensation, but when he moved that tile, over a gallon of water poured out onto him. The hotel could have offered us SOME kind of discount for it. I'm just glad I went home early and found out as the maintenance staff leave before midnight.
The Ugly:
Distances: Oh my god. 70k steps, 27 miles... everything is SO FAR APART. And I *gained* five pounds. Screw you, Universe.
Heat: I've been to Florida in July. This might have been worse.
Garbage Cans = Traffic Jams: The trash cans in the middle of the aisles in Exhibitor's Hall were an ongoing source of annoyance
Exhibit Hall = Sauna, everywhere else = Walk-In Freezer
Costume Contest Seating: I understand that contestants need to be near the front, but the camera people need to do a better job of zooming in if the first seats are 20 rows back. I couldn't see a thing for most of the contest, which was a sad, since I couldn't REALLY see anything on the screens either. Also, winners, don't run away right after. If I couldn't SEE you, I'd like to ask you questions about your getup and maybe get a good shot.
Recycling: Seriously, no recycling in our hotel, no apparent recycling in the convention spaces except for one event I was at. What the heck? You have a gajillion people with plastic bottles.
The Obsession with Uber: I. Am. From. Canada. If I ask you to call me a cab, don't proselytize about Uber, just call me a bleeping cab like I asked you to. I don't want Uber. I am not signing up for Uber. I don't have an American credit card to use Uber with.