{"id":891,"date":"2014-08-20T03:56:28","date_gmt":"2014-08-20T08:56:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bojnberry.ca\/~berry\/blog\/?p=891"},"modified":"2014-08-23T17:25:11","modified_gmt":"2014-08-23T22:25:11","slug":"my-european-adventure-day-8","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bojnberry.ca\/~berry\/blog\/?p=891","title":{"rendered":"My European Adventure*, Day 8"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>*Wow, I had as many hits yesterday as days 1 through 6 combined. That is an adventure. I better make these good, I guess\u2026 (and none of them were for the Union Red Orange Radler)<\/p>\n<p>TL;DR: My con time ended with a whimper, I went to the excellent Longitude Punk&#8217;d exhibit, avoided lines, toured the Museum of London, and crashed into a heap on my bed<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ah, bittersweet, the ending of a con. More bittersweet, the thinking that you\u2019ll lend moral support to someone with a 10 am panel, after a night of fig brandy. Fortunately, or unfortunately, my internal clock has completed the switchover, so I\u2019ve woken up at 6:30 at the latest for the last five days. Sucks to be me. Even after fig brandy.<\/p>\n<p>As I dragged my sorry self down the ever-lengthening corridors at ExCel, I saw Charlie Stross, looking less haggard than I, so I congratulated him on his win and discovered that my voice was mysteriously gone. I sounded like I was giving him some mad props that he couldn\u2019t refuse. Seeing him gave me hope for the panel since he was on it and since he was up and about, he probably wouldn\u2019t miss it. I arrived at 9:35 and went straight into the room, as one does, to discover it more than half full already. By 9:50, there weren\u2019t any seats available. Mihaela, of yesterday\u2019s Croatian party moderated Charlie, Pat Cadigan and Gavin Smith on the topic of swearing in fiction. The atmosphere turned quite blue. I enjoyed the talk as much as I could, tittered at the right moments and everything else, but fig brandy, I wasn\u2019t really feeling up for talks. (See what I did there? I inventively used fig brandy as a swear. I learned something at this talk, eh? Eh? )<\/p>\n<p>I pushed on, however, and went to the time travel panel, but my heart wasn\u2019t really in it by this time. Too bad, because I remember Ian Watson being witty, but I can\u2019t tell you what anyone said. I might have dozed off at one point. Sorry everyone if I bothered you with my snoring.<\/p>\n<div style=\"width: 385px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a title=\"Untitled by bojnberry, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/bojnberry\/14974783141\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3867\/14974783141_ff0a16f5f0.jpg\" alt=\"Untitled\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Soaring Splendour of St Paul&#8217;s<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Fresh air! That would do the trick! And some paracetamol (Paracetamol, for the uninformed, is what people in Europe call acetaminophen. Hmm, a quick aside: You, dear reader, are now equipped for my European joke (not a joke about Europeans, silly! A joke I can tell in Europe that I can\u2019t in Canada). Why don\u2019t Pirates have headache medicine? Because the parrots ate \u2018em all)! I didn\u2019t really have anything planned for the afternoon, so I decided to go to the Greenwich Observatory and view the Longitude Punk\u2019d exhibit. I managed to get there, despite dozing half the time, but my headache had begun to subside, and there was much rejoicing. And then I remembered that they usually put observatories on the tops of hills, and they did in this instance. So I ate Robin\u2019s minstrels to give me the energy to get up there.<\/p>\n<div style=\"width: 385px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a title=\"Untitled by bojnberry, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/bojnberry\/14974780381\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3905\/14974780381_2b1ba4c8ce.jpg\" alt=\"Untitled\" width=\"375\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">Aptly parked near the Longitude Punk&#8217;d exhibit<\/p><\/div>\n<p>The Longitude Punk\u2019d exhibit was a treat! Ha! The devices were to a piece, totally awesome. The write-ups for them made me actually lol. Yes, that\u2019s right, I raised my arms for them. The best write-ups were for things that were part of the regular longitude exhibit (I\u2019ve been to the Observatory with Boj at least once, and I remember seeing the paintings before) but the captions were golden. Outside the exhibit lay the prime meridian line. The line to go stand on it wrapped all the way around the courtyard. I considered waiting to go, but as I said I\u2019ve been before, so I didn\u2019t feel such a draw to it. And anyway, I crossed the meridian inside the observatory, so there.<\/p>\n<div style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a title=\"Untitled by bojnberry, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/bojnberry\/14954896176\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm6.staticflickr.com\/5554\/14954896176_fc7a1d694f.jpg\" alt=\"Untitled\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">An example of a rewritten caption. I believe the painting is actually &#8220;Encounter with the Icebergs&#8221; or something like that.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Ludicrous lines at places I\u2019ve been. This became a theme for the rest of the day. A theme I nipped early so I didn\u2019t have a disappointing day. Nipped after my second mega-line, this time at St. Paul\u2019s. I\u2019d been so moved by my memories of Firewatch, as described by Connie, that I wanted to see it again. The line to get in, four people thick, went out the door. I managed to squeeze into the \u201cfree\u201d area for a bit, then left. Instead I went to the Museum of London, which didn\u2019t have a line, and was totes amazing. I could have, and did, spend the entire rest of the afternoon there, leaving only when I got the boot for closing time. I did manage to see it all, though, so good.<\/p>\n<div style=\"width: 510px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a title=\"Untitled by bojnberry, on Flickr\" href=\"https:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/bojnberry\/14977867135\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/farm4.staticflickr.com\/3896\/14977867135_a7ca290dc0.jpg\" alt=\"Untitled\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">The Prime Meridian, with no line! Um&#8230;<\/p><\/div>\n<p>When I got out of there, I got turned around and wandered around near the Barbican for a bit, wondering where the heck all the tube stations were. I saw a large group of people walking in one direction, so I followed them. Rescued! I tubed it down to Tower Hill, resolving to find a pub in my CAMRA Good Beer Guide to have a tipple and something to eat before going back to the hotel, and ended up in a Pepysian pub. Nomnomnom! Drink drink drink and I was in bed by 9:30. :).<\/p>\n<div class=\"facebook-like\"><fb:like layout=\"standard\" show_faces=\"true\" href=\"https:\/\/bojnberry.ca\/~berry\/blog\/?p=891\"><\/fb:like><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>*Wow, I had as many hits yesterday as days 1 through 6 combined. That is an adventure. 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