Contact Request
Spike, Gaspode and Jameb, or somebody with such, drop me their contact details to: daveon (at) gmail (dot) com?
Thanks!
This is going to be a relatively random brain dump, so sorry if there isn’t more structure to it. I *might* do something about that. Then again, knowing me, and believe me, I do, I probably won’t. I’m busy. What can I say?
I’ll also throw the pictures up somewhere – they are also, like the con itself, something of a curate’s egg.
Anyway, onward!
The Con: General Thoughts…
It was a bit of a mixed bag, there was a lot of good programming but it felt, at times tricky to navigate and figure out what was going on. I’ve a lot of thoughts on this and I think it’s time for a fairly significant overhaul of the programming delivery process – something that recognizes that we’re living in the 21st century now and that we have an easy mobile/web option in line with the program books and sheets – and one that ideally can be updated on the fly. Rooms did move randomly and the Palais was confusing enough for me to give up on one item.
I also heard a few complaints about the process in general.
I was also unhappy with the Green Room effectively shutting down on Monday morning. I was only scheduled for items on Monday and turning up at the Green Room to find that nobody was actually doing anything was a little strange. Guys, I know it’s the last day of the con, but the program did run through.
Montreal: seemed nice – didn’t see much of it as I seemed to keep getting involved in other stuff rather than seeing the city. That’s probably a feature of the con rather than a bug.
The “party hotel”, the Delta. What to say here? One of the reasons I didn’t get out much was I spent a LOT of time on the 28th floor of the Delta battling with the lifts and the insanity of the hotel confusion around the party set up. To be fair, when more than a third of the con were on the 28th floor (we counted over 1200 people through the door at the Brit Party on Friday), there might be a wee problem. This probably is another feature, but it wasn’t handled well by the hotel who did seem a little confused by the process and by what their own management had agreed to.
Some Specifics:
Due to my insane travel plan, I ended up having a quiet night. I was in the Tor Party briefly having followed Neil Gaiman in, after a chat in the lift about the time we nearly killed him in Preston, but I realised that 3 hours sleep in 30 hours was getting to me and I crashed. This did mean that I got to do some programming on Friday – most of which were ok.
I did get the sensation that this was a small con though. Like with Glasgow, it generally seemed to be lacking in terms of, er… how can I put this… more forceful American personalities.
Friday evening I wandered by to offer a donation to the British Room Party and, like Ford Prefect, got stuck for 15 years – or so it felt at 3ish when we were fielding noise complaints. The party rocked – we had an excellent turn out, a lot of fun and generally speaking given we got something like a third of the attendees through the doors it went off without a hitch.
I’ll take some modest credit :), but really praise is due to James Bacon for getting it organised.
A final special mention to Jack for being a great room-mate.