Day Nine – The Last Full Day, The Breath Of Calm Before The Tempest

Last day.
Not sure what I’ll do with it, to be honest. Hanging out at the hotel seems like a waste, but my motivation is always a bit iffy post-con.

  • I can wander over to Victory Field & see whether they’re doing tours today
  • I can head to the Circle Centre Mall & have a Cinnabon, as a tip of the cap to last year, when I met up with Steve & Monica & probably Rob on Gen Con Monday, just before they left, to have Cinnabon
  • I must pack my bags, at least as a dry run. FedEx downstairs no longer do tiny rolls of bubble wrap, just the 50′ Monsters, and while they’re still pretty cheap, it’d be a waste.
    Fortunately the nice people at said FedEx offered to wrap things for me, at a low, low price, if I brought them down.
  • There’s White River State Park out there, so I could amble about in there for a bit, but the humidity & muggyness here is still kind of getting to me, so it doesn’t appeal as much as you might think.
    Was talking to someone in the elevator here at the JW who was also unimpressed by the humidity, and JUST the humidity, as he was from Utah

My alleged thinking on the luggage front, after the Dude, Where’s My Suitcase fiasco getting here & the I Have Been Ransacked incident of last year, is that I’m going to try to get the mission-critical stuff into my carry-on, to lessen the impact of any problems.

Actually doing anything today is being made harder by the existence of The DIY Channel, feeding my Terrible Addiction.

~~~~~~ time passes ~~~~~~

It seems that today is pack the bags day, or at least pack the bags mid-day, all to a soundtrack of DIY renovations & building disasters.
I’m about to hit FedEx, to see whether they can wrap a shot glass & a pint glass for the trip home.

~~~~~~ tick tick tick tick tick ~~~~~~

Turns out they can!
Seriously, I’d be happy playing tennis, or maybe hackysack, with the shot glass.

I’ve done a complete pack, and both bags are well under the weight limits. Not that I was worried I’d be over; My concern was over whether I’d be able to get all of my important stuff into carry-on, and it’ll fit easily.

Not really sure what to do for the afternoon.
I’ve not got a sore throat or anything, but I did have some mild fever & headaches over the course of the con, and it has developed into an intermittent deep hacking cough & a vague feeling of ‘blegh’, so I’m picking that whatever I do will be pretty laid-back.
What I mostly want to do is take a nap.

I just now realised that things must have calmed right down for the hotel staff here; Most days, the housekeeping folks came by sometime in the afternoon, occasionally as late as 4pm. Today, the room had been done by 11am

I went for a wander, just to stretch my legs & get out of the hotel. It’s 30 degrees out there.
No wonder I feel like taking a nap.

Well, bottom line is that I did almost nothing today. I got stuff bubble wrapped, and packed my bags, and went for a walk through the spookily almost-empty ICC, but the thoughts of touring baseball fields, getting Cinnabon, or wandering in a park?
Didn’t happen.

Turns out I’m OK with that.

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