Crazy crazy four days. Or should I say three crazy days, plus Sunday?
Sunday is the day where there’s nothing to rush to. You’ve already seen the floor, so you know your way around well, you know what’s out there, you’re not scrambling around anymore trying to “See Everything”. You have no reason to be hustling or hurrying, and neither to do the other attendees. This creates – as much as something like this can exist by Comic-con standards – a relaxed atmosphere. You walk around, you see the sights, you try to bag an autograph or two, and just soak it all in the best you can, knowing that there’s only a few hours left to the convention.
I tried to do just that