{"id":79,"date":"2007-05-17T07:52:34","date_gmt":"2007-05-17T14:52:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/chriswisniaarts.com\/blog\/?p=79"},"modified":"2010-04-26T11:57:09","modified_gmt":"2010-04-26T17:57:09","slug":"75-getting-to-san-francisco-wondercon-february-10-12-2006","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chriswisniaarts.com\/blog\/archives\/79","title":{"rendered":"75. GETTING TO SAN FRANCISCO WONDERCON, February 10-12, 2006"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I made the hour and a half drive alone, because it began on Friday, and Elizabeth had to work Friday.<font>  <\/font>We found a friend who was going down Saturday, so E would get a ride down then, and stay the rest of the con.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">I get tense and usually irritable driving in the city.<font>  <\/font>I have a bad sense of direction as it is, and I don&#8217;t pay very good attention and constantly miss turns and exits.<font>  <\/font>I accidentally drove through the Fast-track (We&#8217;ll see how much I get fined for that), then got lost coming into the city, because there was roadwork and strange bright barriers and signs everywhere that distracted me.<font>  <\/font>Once I knew I had passed my exit, I managed to get going back the opposite direction, but of course the exits had different names from this way.<font>  <\/font>I called my sister, a San Francisco native.<font>  <\/font>She stayed on the phone with me, guided me, and got me into the vicinity. I hung up, looped around, four right turns in a row, and realized I was still in the wrong place.<font>  <\/font>I shouted for directions out my window, went a little farther and looped around another four right turns.<font>  <\/font>Meanwhile, I really had to go to the bathroom, because I drank way too much water before I left home (I wanted to be sure I was nice and hydrated for a long convention day).<font>  <\/font>I finally found the convention, looped around another four right turns to try and get to a parking garage, pulled in, and realized the garage closed at five.<font>  <\/font>Since the con goes \u2018til seven, it was a no go, so round and round I went again, getting antsier and squirmier in my seat as my need to go to the bathroom grew more and more unbearable.<font>  <\/font>Each time I had to loop around the block like this, it would take four or five minutes, because I&#8217;d invariably have to wait at a light a two, for a minute or two each.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">I followed another set of parking garage signs for three left turns, and somehow never saw the garage.<font>  <\/font>Now I&#8217;m fidgeting and squeezing my crotch because I&#8217;ve got to go so badly.<font>  <\/font>Finally I just pulled into the first garage I found, and damned its distance to the convention.<font>  <\/font>I opened my trunk and quickly pulled out my dolly and a few boxes, to wheel to the con.<font>  <\/font>Suddenly seized by a terrible desperation to pee, I scrambled through my car, looking for a bottle or can or&#8230;ANYTHING!<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">I found a plastic bag in my trunk, snatched it up, crouched behind my car, and got my pants belt and pants undone.<font>  <\/font>Just then a car pulled up, and I realized how conspicuous I looked, if not downright arrestably lewd.<font>  <\/font>I tried to look natural and get zipped up and get my belt back on.<font>  <\/font>I had to go so badly, I was in agony.<font>  <\/font>I threw the boxes back in the trunk, grabbed my backpack and began hiking in the direction of the convention.<font>  <\/font>I left everything because I had to go so bad, I was afraid lugging everything would slow me down and pressure my delicate muscle control.<font>  <\/font>I would have to come back for everything later.<font>  <\/font>One step at a time.<font>  <\/font>Breathe, breathe&#8230;Oh God&#8230;breathe&#8230;<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">After a full block I found myself in a dead-end alley, and realized I would have to walk all the way back past to my car to get out of here, so fuck it, I loaded up my dolly and just tried to get to the convention.<font>  <\/font>I&#8217;m hunched over from pain.<font>  <\/font>On the walk over, I realized I was so distracted, I actually hadn&#8217;t zipped my fly up, after all this time.<font>  <\/font>I tried to be discreet.<font> <\/font> <!--[endif]--><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">I finally got to the convention center, a painful three blocks away.<font>  <\/font>There I was told it&#8217;s being held, not where I am, where it was held last year, but at Moscone West, which is two more blocks away.<font>  <\/font>What the hell did I do to deserve this, I scream, wiping tears from my eyes.<font>  <\/font><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">At last, I&#8217;m there.<font>  <\/font>I walked straight in, straight to the bathroom, and was peeing practical before my pants came off.<font>  <\/font>It was the most relieving and monumental pee I&#8217;ve had in at least thirteen years.<font>  <\/font>I watched three people come and go in succession before I finished.<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">The convention was an hour-twenty minute drive from home, and I had left with an extra forty-five minutes added in, to get settled.<font>  <\/font>In the time I&#8217;d gotten lost, found, parked, peed, and set up and settled at my table, I was still about fifteen minutes late.<\/p>\n<p>What a great way to start a con!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I made the hour and a half drive alone, because it began on Friday, and Elizabeth had to work Friday. 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