on my way to finncon
So I’m sitting in a bus (with a wi-fi connection), waiting to depart from Riga to Tallinn, leaving for Finncon. I think I’ve checked a hundred times whether I have my passport and tickets. Right now, I’m a bit past worrying and have come to a calm acceptance of my fate, whatever that might be.
Yesterday, I realized that this is actually the first time I’m traveling alone–which says a lot both of my sedentary habits and the enormous support I’ve had from my friends. Right now, too, there are may people who have helped me out with this journey–my husband and Russ, and Irma and Tiina in Finnland.
I really don’t know what to expect from my first con… Currently, I’m trying to set my mind in a “losing con-virginity is exciting and I’ll never have so fresh perspective again” route rather than “ohgosh everybody will think I’m a total noob, and justly so” one.
