mishalak

Feb. 7th, 2005

I'm sure that someone else would have done this at some time, even if only informally before some other science fiction convention. Instead of having the trip be before the convention, have it be the convention. Find 30 or fewer people who can spend 2-6 days together without killing each other. Then charter a means of conveyance, such as a passenger train, bus, or boat. Then pick a plausible destination.

Not that I'm going to do this. After all I escaped from fandom in May of last year and I'm not trying to return yet. (Though I've been offering apologizes to every fan I run into.) But I'd be curious as to how much per person it would cost if I did once I get a new job. Please point me in the direction of information on renting steam engines (with cars), Routemaster Busses (the red double level ones from London), private rail cars, and charter jets. And especially towards any fans that have done anything like this. I could also ask my parents how much it costs to pull their trailer and see if I could borrow it. That would be a six-person convention. Maybe seven.

Possible Names
Elf Boy Convention I
Our Mishalak Convention
Nostromo Con
Wonka Con
Skellington Con
MEC (Mountain Empire Convention)
HugoCon (Presenting the World Awards in Hugo, Colorado)
Cloud City Con (Destination Leadville, which was previously named Cloud City)
Payne's Con (Payne's Bar is now Idaho Springs)
Holliday Con (Also Leadville, he lived most of the time from 1878.)
Andercon (Twin Peaks, CO)

Possible Destinations
Leadville
Idaho Springs
Gleawood Canyon
Grand Junction
Mt. Evans
Mt. Massive
Estes Park (a.k.a. Twin Peaks, CO)
The Windrange (Wyoming)
Boise
Yellowstone
Glacier National Park
Great Bear Lake
Fairbanks
Powell's Books

Going to bed now. Let me know.

"Another cup of cappuccino with the blue mountain, please."

Dave waited as Contessa started the process of making his fancy Italian coffee. "You're really keeping me in business with your caffeine addiction David." She moved with the practiced grace of someone who has done a job a long time. In years past you would have seen just as much grace in making a regular cup of joe, indeed she still made regular American style drip coffee for locals, though now she put it in a carafe rather than letting it slowly cook on a burner for half the day.

"Contessa, how does Lars get away with all the things he does?"

She turned on a big smile as she turned on the loud rush of steam into and through the fresh grounds. After the noise stopped she replied, "Who exactly would stop him?" Then she started to steam the milk.

"Well... maybe a overenthusiastic sheriff..." His point trailed off as his brain started to process the idea of someone trying to put Lars Redgrave into jail. It looked like a visit from a dada pep talk.

"If you're thinking what it looks like you are thinking, yes exactly. He'd frustrate the hell out of whoever tried because I think he'd only stay in jail as long as it amused him. I'm not saying he couldn't be stopped," she added under her breath, "or shouldn't be at times," before continuing like she had not paused. "But so far no one has. Any particular reason for asking?"

Dave though briefly, "The idea of not having an uninvited morning person in my house." He managed to make morning person sound somewhat akin to baby eating cultist. Lars, still drinking a cup of coco in the booth by the window heard, but did not bother to comment.

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