There’s a particular kind of optimism that only exists in the first few weeks after you move somewhere new. Everything is a little bit of an adventure. The crappy regional grocery store chain is an adventure. The local radio stations are an adventure. You haven’t yet learned which parts of the place are going to wear you down — you’re just excited.
Fargo, North Dakota. 2010. I had just moved to the city to start grad school. I would eventually come to loathe Fargo with a depth and consistency that, honestly, still kind of impresses me. But back then? It was new. I was young(ish), I was eager, and I wanted to see what the place had to offer.
And lo and behold, it turned out that what the place had to offer was a nerd convention.
ValleyCon is a sci-fi/fantasy/everything-nerdy convention that’s been running in the Fargo-Moorhead area since 1977, which surprised me then and still kind of surprises me now. Hey, I like Star Wars. I like videogames. I spent an embarrassing chunk of my youth reading EGM and PSM cover to cover, staring at photos from E3 like they were dispatches from some distant, glorious kingdom that I would one day get to visit. And yet, despite all of that fantasizing, I had never actually been to a convention. Not once.
So I went.
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