|Full Moon shining in my eyes|
|the pretty colors....|
Third day on the Sidewalk – Friday night. After an hour Chatty Cathy finally ran out of steam while talking to her friend. She left. Yeah. Now friend feels he needs to keep up the conversation to some stranger. Ugh. At midnight, I wake myself up with a loud snort/snore that scares me and about a dozen people. I apologize and roll over to cuddle with my shoes.
|not quite ships passing in the night, but seen very early one morning|
Once my buddy relived me, I caught the shuttle back to the hotel. I crawled into bed for a few hours of sleep. Then got up and showered and brought my backpack. I might have said hello to the wife at some point.
Yes boys and girls, that is the glamour of sleeping on the sidewalk at ComicCon.