We gotta get out of this place if it's the last thing we ever do
Now, pictures from the day after Anthrohio wrapped up. This starts with a bunch of hotel photos because we learned the convention was moving to a new place both more expensive and less convenient, and (we would later learn) to a new weekend much worse for us in every way, and we wanted to have some memories of the old ways. For example ...
Our hotel room, so you can see what sort of a disaster we leave for housekeeping what with ... uh ... two Hothead Burrito drink cups and, in a bag underneath, a lot of wrappers from fast food places or stuff we snagged in Hospitality. I hope you don't think worse of us for leaving the place looking like this. We didn't make that picture on the wall blurry, it came like that.
Downstairs: the hallway leading to Main Events and, at the far end, the Dealers Den.
And here's the hallway leading to the front of the hotel, empty of just ... like ... everything. Ballroom II there had been Secondary Events.
And here's what it looks like in Secondary Events, all the chairs gathered around to hear what the door has to say.
The Con Ops room. I feel something sweet in the scene-setting that there's just that plain old AnthrOhio 2024 declaration left over.
And the main lobby, with people sitting around on their phones waiting for other people, as it was all weekend.
Main entrance to the hotel, with all the people who couldn't get on elevators before now.
Area blocked off from the hotel sidewalk for reasons I never got clear.
Back in the hotel; here's what Main Events looks like. Note they're concerned about the strobe lighting causing a problem for some people with epilepsy, but not so concerned they're going to avoid strobing.
The back of the hotel, looking to where the pond is and where there had once been a pleasant walking trail that turns out nobody in a corporate-park district actually wants.
The pleasantly blocky heap that is the back of the hotel, with all sorts of pleasant polygon shapes. I'm earnest here; there's something soothing in shapes assembled like this with all these odd nooks.
Last view of the back of the hotel, and the three cars for the furries who haven't left yet.
Trivia: Pliny the Elder, writing around 77 AD, stated the traditional Roman dates for the equinoxes and solstices were the eighth day prior to the kalends of Aprilis, Quintilis, October, and Januarius, that is, March 25, June 24, September 24, and December 25 on the Julian calendar. Source: Marking Time: The Epic Quest to Invent the Perfect Calendar, Duncan Steel. (Before then, with intercalary months, the dates jumped around.)
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