“For 27 years, I dreamt of you. I craved you. I’ve missed you!”
This was probably my most anticipated movie of 2019, followed very closely by Star Wars. But I’ve been dying for part two of IT since 2017, and finally, it has arrived.
Here’s my spoiler free review:
This year, we had something a little different in the area – HallowCon Missouri. I was pretty surprised to see someone putting together a horror con fairly close to home. So, of course, I was up for checking it out.
Busy week! Keep enjoying last week’s post on Batman: White Knight, and I’ll be back in just a few days with some new posts!
Alright, folks. Here’s my first con haul of the year!
PREPARE FOR DELICIOUS NERDY GOODNESS!
Possibly my first purchase was this multi-Harley print by Mostafa Moussa – I don’t have it framed yet, so here’s the two you can order from his website if you dig ’em.
Before I say anything, I will immediately give Wizard World STL credit for one thing:
This was definitely an improvement on several of my disappointments from last year, specifically:
- The celebrity guests were better organized, like they used to be, and not in some weird maze of tables in the middle of the room.
- There were considerably more vendors – of comics, as well as a variety of others. This was a pretty big deal to me, last year. I was on a mission to buy comics, and only had a handful of vendors to choose from.
So, bravo for that, WW! Thank you for making that aspect more enjoyable.
My very first trip to Canada went a lot smoother than I had anticipated. For some reason, I imagined quite a few hiccups and setbacks for a solo trip: forgetting some vital thing for travel, getting lost trying to find my gate, having some issue in customs because I haven’t been through anything like that since I went to the Bahamas when I was 13 and 15, both times my mom was there to take care of everything. Needless to say, when my mom and brother dropped me off at the airport, I was a bit nervous.
However, breaking in my passport on my own was an interesting experience. There was a blend of anxiety from just being by myself, and also a strange sort of relaxation from it. By the time I arrived in Canada, got my phone working, made it through customs and had my money exchanged – I felt like I had the hardest part of the trip over. I made my way to the train with ease, boarded and stowed my luggage, and took the peaceful 25 minute trip from the airport to Union Station – just across from my hotel.
The Fairmont York Hotel in Toronto