Now the hungry lion roars (beetlecat) wrote,
Now the hungry lion roars

All Fur Fun Synposis

(a map of the route courtesy of Google)
Left Edmonton on Thursday night around 8pm. Drove south past Calgary and finally stopped for the night around midnight in a town called Nanton.

The motel room was pretty awesome as it included not only (amongst other goodies) a fridge, toaster, and microwave but even a ceiling fan. Serious pimp!

The next morning we got up at the crack of, say 8 or 9, skipped breakfast and went on our merry way.

The view was so nice we eventually stopped on the side of the road so we could soak up the beautiful day and grab some camera shots.

There just happened to be a moose in a field near the road where we stopped, but it ran into the woods as soon as we noticed it.

It did show itself again later, but I actually had to take a picture with my digital camera (using a 12X optical zoom) and then zoom that picture in on the camera's preview screen before we could even tell it was actually a moose - it was that far away.

We crossed the border with no problems (excepting the usual nerves I get when I try something new) and almost immediately ran into a freaking huge American flag. This thing was seriously the size of an apartment.

We soon learned that Americans really, really, like their flags. It's not that there are no Canadian flags on our side of the border, but they're not nearly so prolific.
Our route from Nanton to Spokane)
After crossing the border into Idaho, we drove into Washington and then into Spokane.

We had fallen off my map just past the border and we apparently took a slightly different route than Google had recommended (which gave us a good amount of confusion along with Spokane not seeming to have any sort of city boundary sign so we were not even sure we were in the right city at first) but stayed on the right road and never actually got lost.. which must have been due to the fact that I was not driving at the time.

We did get lost in the city itself because I, for one, am not used to streets being named rather than numbered and all we could really do was drive along in the general area and hopefully run into one of the streets we were looking for.

Thankfully, we ran into the hotel itself as I noticed the huge lettering on the top of the building spelling out "RIDPATH". Then we had to maneuver the one way streets to find a place to unload the car.

Later we found out that the hotel has signs in no less than three places around the building and has just as many entrances. Obviously, it's accustomed to serving us silly foreigners.

We unfortunately missed the wolf people and did not partake of any other panels on Friday.

Instead we walked around Spokane in search of supper. We found a closed fairgrounds, a working carousal, and flocks of acclimatized water birds while searching for some place called 'Canada Island' (or something like that).

Finally we found a pizza/pasta place where the pizza was good and the portions generous. I ate way too much and spent the next hour laying uncomfortably on my hotel bed, while reading a book and mentally willing my body to digest more quickly.

Then we went down to the main floor to socialize. I think I donned Tiamat for a while, and maybe Springer as well though I honestly do not remember. At any rate, I do not have any more pictures from Friday and we eventually retired to bed.

On Saturday, we got up in time to catch the end of the 'cartoons and cereal' in the morning. Then we went out into the town to find a proper breakfast as froot loops and milk apparently doesn't cut it for me anymore.

After some wandering, we were directed towards a nice breakfast bistro where we had eggs and toast, and I had a cup of tea.

Arriving back at the hotel, we played 'Munchkin' until the con game hours were over at noon. I decided to don Springer and then acted like a fool and got myself stalked by the camera paparazzi until I finally went back upstairs to our room...

... But not for long, as I changed into my Stag deer and came back down.

I fooled around a bit before going to meet the Guest of Honor (Wolf Nymph) in the panel room. It was a very interesting panel as we got to see her thoughts on art, her art, and her future plans for art.

After that, I changed into Tiamat and then we ran over to the main event room to watch the furry audience participation improve 'Whose Fur is it Anyways'. It was actually funnier than I had expected. Participation was slow at first, but sped up as it went along.

I declined to participate as a quick mind is not a characteristic I'm often accused of. I was content to watch and cheer.

Since the hotel valet parking had been full when we'd arrived, I had parked at a nearby valet lot, which was not going to be open the next day (a Sunday), so we ran out to move the car before the parking lot closed for the night.

The attendant had moved the car into the outside lot and allowed us to leave it parked there until Monday morning. Since we planned to leave Sunday, that worked out well and was a lot less trouble for us. We were very appreciative.

I then ran to get ready for the fursuit parade. Stopping to grab a quick picture with Frysco.

After parading around, we wound up in the main event room where a million billion pictures were taken of us. I was getting a little crabby near the end, because Red XIII was pulling on my hair something fierce and each minute standing there felt like an hour.

This picture shows only about half of the assembled fursuits. After the parade came the dance. I hung out for a little while, but eventually went to bed.

The next morning, we slept in and then went out for breakfast - eventually eating at our favorite pizza/pasta joint.

Then we showed up in time to see the AFF benefit auction. Although I was outbid on everything I wanted, I somehow ended up with a bag of plushies in my car at the end. My non-fur friend even bid on (and won) a couple bags of plushies, which surprised the hell out of me.

Then we went to Wolf Nymph's art technique panel which was very interesting and informative. It made me want to start painting in acrylics again, but I am doing my best to quash those impulses, as I don't need yet another project around here.

Right after that last panel, we decided it was time to head home. We pretty much backtracked our route except that we actually stayed on the route that Google had originally suggested.

Almost as soon as we crossed the border back into Canada, it started snowing. It continued to show throughout the night (as we stopped for the night in Blairmore) and throughout the next day.

But we did eventually make it back home, full of photos, new friends, and memories.

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