By Sunday, we were pretty much feeling like we had been run over by a couple of trucks. Despite the general sense of being smooshed, we weren’t ready to pack it in quite yet.
The last few years, Sunday has become the day we take the kids to walk the convention center for a bit…maybe participate in an event if we can find one. This year 2 out of the 3 REALLY wanted to see the Doctor Who panel in Hall H. It’s important to understand how monumental that task is. When we left the Zombie run the night before, we were hearing that there were already around 800 people in line for it. 15 hours prior to the panel.
We knew that the hall held about 7000 people and we didn’t need to sit close to the front. We also knew that there were 2 other popular panels before the Doctor Who one, and certainly some folks would be waiting for those instead. We figured if we could get there around 6 in the morning (7 hours before the panel), we could probably get them in.
So, like troopers we rose at the crack of dawn and made our way back to the convention center. The folks who had camped on the grass and cement overnight were just starting to break down their stuff and we could begin to get a sense of how long the line actually was. The area under the tents in front of Hall H was completely full.
Line was long, is what I’m saying.
So we stood, enjoyed the view of the waterfront and chatted with the folks around us until they started to fill the Hall for the first panel of the day. The next hour was exhilarating. We moved so far, so fast that everyone around us was getting pretty cocky. When it settled, we ended up in one of the final chutes to fill the hall.
All we needed was for a few hundred people in that room to only want to see one of the first 2 panels. It would have been highly unusual for that not to happen. The consensus around us was that we were definitely in! (2.5 hours to the panel)
We even recruited the folks in line around us to join in a game to come up with something iconic from Doctor Who for every letter of the alphabet…Z is hard! Especially when you are sleep deprived.
Finally the first panel, Supernatural, let out. We all hopped up ready to move in when the Supernatural fans left the Hall. Once the staff had a count for folks who left they ended up letting in…about 50 people. Insert sad trombones here.
It was then, that we all started to get a little nervous, but we were still hopeful. The next panel was for Breaking Bad. That is a very different fan base. If out of a room of 7000, a few hundred seats didn’t clear at the end, that meant that every single person who had camped out and stood in line had only been there to see Doctor Who. that just seemed so unlikely.
Finally the hour passed, the staff got us up and we waited. and waited. Until it became apparent. Nobody left. It wasn’t our intention, but we had accidentally given the kids the quintessential Comic-Con experience…Hall H heartbreak!
They were incredibly good sports about the whole thing, so we rallied them and headed for the Exhibit Hall. First though, I needed a quick trip to the bathroom…7 hours in line, people. Normally, that part wouldn’t make the story but when I emerged Ashley had found a single Hall H re-entry pass. She put it in my hand and told me to run quick and catch the last 20 minutes of Doctor Who! Run I did…I totally owe you.
That pretty much used up the rest of the day’s remaining energy. Back to the car and we were on our way home.
Day 4: Exhausted Success!
So there you go. Looking back on this year, I don’t know how we could ever go back to one single day at the Con. There is just too much to see!
As a fun aside, when I checked my pedometer Sunday night I saw that we had walked over 22 miles during the 4 days! No wonder my feet hurt.
Despite the crowds and the lines and all the tireds…If I could do it all over again this weekend, I wouldn’t have to think twice. Until next year!