Bounding through the door I stop to look around and see if I recognize anyone. Of course I don't as the magic that would make everyone look like their avatar has been held off until the convention proper starts. Wouldn't do to scare off all the non convention patrons after all.

I quickly step up to the sign in desk and present my invitation and ask about the special invitation I recieved, practically glowing with the warm fuzzy feeling I get everytime I look at it. The kind gentleperson gives me a key to a nice room on the fifth floor and explaines that there are others from the Larian group already there. I thank said person and hand over a euro, after looking at it and feeling it, my first euro after all, one wants to savor the moment. I also pay for the rest of my stay and open a room tab since I've never been overseas before and always wanted to go.

After receiving my room key I snatch up my bags before the poor bellboy can and dash up to my room, taking the stairs rather than the elevator. I'm so excited AND I got 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep on the flight. (Unheard of in a house with a 2 year old and an 8 month old).

"Oh!" I exclaime as I toss my bags on the bed, "There seems to be time to do some shopping before the super special secret meeting later on. I'd like to get something special to wear...something exotic and feminine and flattering."

I wonder if anyone wants to go with me?


The universe is expanding -- that should ease traffic.