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LOS ANGELES, CA
Fri., Sat. & Sun.
28-30 January 2011
Los Angeles Marriott at LAX
5855 West Century Blvd.
Steven L. Sears
2011 OFFICIAL XENA CONVENTION
Los Angeles, California, USA
28-30 January 2011
Convention Report by
The Day Before....
“You're traveling through another dimension -- a dimension not only
of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose
boundaries are that of imagination. That's a signpost up ahead: your
next stop: the Xena Zone!” (Modified some from the original…)
Well, well, well. Here we are again. Celebrating a show that started
in 1995, sixteen (long, hard) years ago. I was a mere lass (or a
least, barely a matron) when Xena first darkened my door and stole
my little pitter pattering heart. Now the main pitter pattering I
get is from my creaky old knees going down stairs.
As I’ve said before, the con always starts for me when I get to the
airport in L.A. Without consciously looking for them, I will
suddenly realize that I’m looking at someone in the airport and
saying to myself, “Oh yeah. She’s going to the Xena con”.
Actually this year I didn’t notice anyone actually in the airport –
it wasn’t until I was on the shuttle bus that a woman got on whom I
immediately recognized as a fellow Xena habitué. (Not that I had
ever actually seen her before, I just knew she was one of us.) We
rode to the hotel in fine style along with a Thai Airline cabin
crew, made up of beautiful people in bright clothing who were
talking and giggling so loudly that they totally drowned out the
recorded announcements on the PA system. And whose luggage kept
rolling around the bus, since they had these enormous bags with
wheels that were not tied down. Their giddiness and insouciance
really reminded me of we Xena fans and so got me totally in the mood
for the con.
As we pulled up to the hotel, there were three women waiting at a
bus stop, two of whom had their arms around each other, gazing
soulfully into each other’s eyes. And then I knew for sure I was
once again back at the Xena con.
Inside the hotel, in the lobby, there were major “HEY! IT’S GREAT TO
SEE YOU AGAIN” greetings, hugs, huge smiles, happy laughs, back
slapping and probably some surreptitous squeezing amid a feeling of
great festivity. The tribe was once again gathering for its annual
rejuvenation and celebration. And, like many indigenous societies’
annual get togethers, there is always a slight whiff of “looking for
brides” potential in the air.
There were lots of stories of people barely escaping the East Coast
snow storms to get here. This is becoming a yearly ritual--squeaking
through the storm cancellations and delays.
We had dinner with good Xena friends last night and then, as always
went and got registered for the con, hit the bars, laughed ourselves
silly and then went to bed. All of us under our own power. But it’s
Things start in a couple of hours. More later.
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