Patrick and I slept in until 10ish and it was glorious. Dale had gotten up much earlier for a flight around 8am, but ours was at 12:40pm. A few things to take care of, back at the Westin for a bit we got to say goodbye to the Bad Dice guys and head on our way.
Our entire way home Patrick and I spent brainstorming about what we would do for the Fantasy Team tournament next year. When we first left, I hadn’t been convinced that I would come back. It was a lot of effort to get there, and if I added every convention I attended to my yearly schedule, I’d have to vacation time left, so I have to choose carefully. Since our frenzied idea planning, I think that if we can pull it off, it will be amazing. No spoilers here, but there’s a good chance that the modeling and painting of said army will be shown here.
I always leave these events feeling super jazzed about doing more with my hobby. I love building and converting things, I love that I’ve been pushing my painting for the last few years, I love traveling with my buddies and I love meeting and playing games against new and interesting people, I love that I have a gaming club that affords me the ability to organize bigger events and help support others enjoyment in the hobby.
I’m writing this on a plane to Hawai’i, and don’t get me wrong, but I wish I was painting my Dreadball rats, or finishing up the amazing Stegadon conversion I started earlier this year.
Big thanks to the CHOP boys, and in particular Patrick for traveling with me and paying for the hotel when my credit card was defrauded and canceled, walking with a huge heavy box full of booze, and convincing me to go back upstairs and play my damn game.
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