Huzzah! I’ve purchased my Gen Con pass and booked my hotel.
Last year I told myself that any amount of money was worth NOT staying way out by the airport, and by gum, I stuck to it. I’ll be at the Marriott, a stone’s throw away from the convention center.
In my experience at least, here’s what happens when you’re at Gen Con on business and you stay out by the airport. You spend your morning in your hotel room, on your laptop, coordinating things by email — because all kinds of crap comes up first thing in the morning, and if you’re not onsite to handle it in person, you have to handle it remotely. You can’t go offline for 45 minutes while you putter along in rush hour traffic.*
Once everything’s settled down for the moment you head out for the con. You eventually make it downtown, where you search for parking. You hike to the convention center. Maybe you stay there. Or maybe something important that you arranged to be shipped to the hotel arrives late, and you have to go all the way back. Because your stuff is being shipped not to the convention center, but a spot miles and miles away. Repeat every day.
And the kicker last year was that all the money I spent on a rental car and parking totaled to as much as, if not more than, what I would have spent if I’d gotten a pricey downtown hotel. Bah.
I’m really looking forward to just sauntering across the street this year, coffee in hand. Good times.
*Oh, also? Don’t launch a Kickstarter campaign the first day of Gen Con. Seriously.
I’m sitting in the Javits Convention Center with two of my colleagues listening to Tom Webster of Edison Research drop some eye-opening science on what he calls “The Social Habit”, a shift in how Americans interact with social networks that has a profound effect on our society. I’m jet-lagged and could use a hot cup of joe* but it’s fascinating stuff.
If you’re at BWENY, find me and say hello! And ask me about opportunities for bloggers to engage with the United States Army. Or invite me to play We Didn’t Playtest This at All, a copy of which I have in my cool NokHoo backpack.
*By “cup of joe” I of course mean a soy latte.