Triplash in Indianapolis
Where I learned very different rooms can teach the same lesson
Last week, I wrote about my trip to Phoenix — ten days at a church convention, Robert's Rules of Order, Lutheran C-SPAN.
Bri Gerzevske
We're about to pivot away from that so fast it will hurt your brain (it hurt mine, anyway).
Mere days after I returned from Phoenix, I road-tripped with some friends to my first-ever GenCon. If you're not familiar, just picture this:
70,000+ game lovers and hobbyists descend upon downtown Indianapolis — literally taking it over — for four days.
Four days of tabletop gaming, play-testing, dice, D&D, cosplay, and full-send fandom energy.
I did cosplay for the first time.
I fully immersed myself in the Pokémon TCG, which I didn't see coming (but probably should have).
My freak flag was flying at full mast right alongside everyone else's.
It was, in almost every conceivable way, the opposite of the room I'd just left — and I was so ready for it.
(But I should have known better.)
