Now before you get all excited and think I have managed to figure out how to get my hands on millions and millions of pounds without getting caught.... it's not that kind of con.
I'm talking sci-fi convention people. I'm talking crazy costumes, crazy people, crazy zombies and crazy weather. In short - it was crazy. But the thing is - the people at a sci-fi convention may well be slightly more out there than the 'normal' boring sheep of the world but do you know what? They're friendly! And funny! And relaxed! And they don't care that you just dressed up in silver spandex when you really really really shouldn't have. If you have a love of something sci-fi chances are someone else at the con loves it even more than you do and you can geek your little self out to your heart's delight.
Some people may pooh pooh the concept of science fiction as being cool. And yes ok the far-out-theres do give it a slightly deranged craaaazy feel BUT sci-fi is cool! Plus you just have to ask my brain how it is recovering from all the stimulating thought processing that it had to do this weekend - What IS next for TV vampires? What DOES count as sci-fi, fantasy & horror classics? How DO you survive a zombie apocalypse?
But do you know what the saddest part of the whole con was? That I didn't have a sci-fi outfit to dress up in :( That was a critical slip up that will have to be rectified if the con experience is to be repeated. There were some cooooooooool outfits at the maskerade ball. There were also some very very bad ones that burnt my eyeballs and should never be repeated in the normal world but hey normal world is dead boring so why not give it your all for one convention? Now... where did I put that bodypaint???