baitcon | Aprés-Baitcon

Overall:
5 very nice days up a mountain away from the heat (including helping to organise during the tear-down)
2 mild rain events
1 partial Lunar Eclipse (doubtless seen by someone beyond the trees)
180 people, about a third of whom I got to talk to, including
OODLES of kids
MANY people walking on newfangled stilts (NOT me)
4 brains picked (knowingly or not)
(forgot-how-many) ice cream flavours,
25 percent of which I sampled
5 doses of Lactaid® chewable tablets
LOTS of good food
COUNTLESS trips to the loo
70 or so photos 2b posted later
2 trips to the Temple beneath melodic wind chimes, plus "walking the plank" off the mountain
1 minor blister under the left toe.

MUsic:
I played in the rhythm section for the Contra dance.
I sang "Jabbercroce" ("Jabberwocky" to the tune of "You Don't Mess Around With Jim") when the poem inevitably came up in conversation, thereby representing for the filk community singing 300 miles to the south.
Plus one lesson in Japanese drumming.

Sit-down games played:
2 sessions of new-edition Cosmic Encounter
1 session of Ingenious, whose hex-grid prompted me to codify the rules of the Sartine game Ssaotijye mentioned in my writing (to be posted later)
2 sittings of Mah Jong, taught patiently by AmQ; won 2 games, almost won two others but I did something stupid. Yes, whatever you do will be wrong.

Transportation there and back again was safe, on time and incident-free, thanks to BaitMom (within whose car I slept), Metro North & NYC subways.

At the end of my energy day, I returned home to the roommate's demand that I find the Les Mis CD that does not exist in our collection. No, "Hello, did you enjoy your trip?" or anything.

{Yeah, I know. We've already discussed this.}

Time to pay the rent & buy Rx & non-food items I ran out of.