Yee-haw! I went on a trip to far-away San Antonio, TX all by myself and lived to tell the tale. I had hoped that my hotel room might be haunted, but alas it wasn't. That was really the only disappointment from the Menger Hotel, because I really enjoyed my stay.
The hotel was right by the Alamo, and very close to the convention center, so kudos to me for picking a good spot once again. I love picking out hotels when I go on trips.
I should mention that I had serious anxiety about flying to Texas. I hadn't been on a plane in a few years and definitely psyched myself out. I was extremely airsick on the flight down to Texas. More sick than I had ever been on a plane that I can remember. Part of the problem was that I had a drink before the flight instead of taking Dramamine. All my friends had suggested having a drink and the flight was at 6pm so I figured maybe I'd be okay. But I really felt sick right from the start and kept running to the bathroom... maybe 6 times. At the end, the flight attendant gave me a puke bag and I continued to be sick right at my seat during landing. It was humiliating and awful and I felt like death when I got off the plane. I had puked so hard that little red dots were all over my face - capillaries burst from the pressure that built up in my head. Ugh it was terrible. Makeup covered most of it up, thankfully.
After I got to the hotel, everything got better. The bed was soft and comfy. The town of San Antonio was beautiful (albeit slightly colder than I had hoped). The people were friendly and didn't even have accents. I bought a nice legit cowgirl hat as soon as I could, and walked around with it on like a proud Texan. It was fun and people said "howdy" to me, which for me is really weird because I'm an antisocial New Yorker.
I enjoyed the River Walk the most, it was really cool. It was like a subterranean world with awesome restaurants and bars, artwork, and beautiful foliage lining the San Antonio River. Everything was only like 10-15 feet below street level. It was really pleasant to walk along during the day, and at night the nightlife was pretty wild!
The game show panel went really well. Apparently people were asking when the next one will be, so hopefully that means we'll be accepted for PAX East and get a better time slot too. Fingers crossed! (I love going to Boston.) But I will say that it is more fun to travel with a friend. I felt lonely a few times during my trip. I saw my friends at the panel and we hung out and partied the first night, so I wasn't completely on my own the whole time. But sight seeing might have been more fun with a buddy. However, I do enjoy having the freedom to be on my own schedule and not worry about what somebody else wants to do. Hmm...
Anyway, I enjoyed the trip overall. And surprisingly, the flight back to NY went very well. I thought it was going to be bad because it was a 8am flight. But I got some Dramamine as soon as I got to the airport and just sat and waited. I started feeling drowsy right away, but had to stay awake because I wasn't on the plane yet. At one point maybe a half hour later I felt a wave of calm, anti-nausea. Like my stomach just stopped flipping. It was magical. On the flight I made a big stink about possibly being air sick and I ended up with an entire row to myself. I was not sick one time! Even during turbulence. I was proud. All those people probably thought I was a lying bitch but whatever lol!
So now maybe I won't be as scared of flying. I can do it. Dramamine is my friend. It's worth it to be able to travel to fun places. But maybe next trip I'll take the train.
I should mention that I had serious anxiety about flying to Texas. I hadn't been on a plane in a few years and definitely psyched myself out. I was extremely airsick on the flight down to Texas. More sick than I had ever been on a plane that I can remember. Part of the problem was that I had a drink before the flight instead of taking Dramamine. All my friends had suggested having a drink and the flight was at 6pm so I figured maybe I'd be okay. But I really felt sick right from the start and kept running to the bathroom... maybe 6 times. At the end, the flight attendant gave me a puke bag and I continued to be sick right at my seat during landing. It was humiliating and awful and I felt like death when I got off the plane. I had puked so hard that little red dots were all over my face - capillaries burst from the pressure that built up in my head. Ugh it was terrible. Makeup covered most of it up, thankfully.
After I got to the hotel, everything got better. The bed was soft and comfy. The town of San Antonio was beautiful (albeit slightly colder than I had hoped). The people were friendly and didn't even have accents. I bought a nice legit cowgirl hat as soon as I could, and walked around with it on like a proud Texan. It was fun and people said "howdy" to me, which for me is really weird because I'm an antisocial New Yorker.
I enjoyed the River Walk the most, it was really cool. It was like a subterranean world with awesome restaurants and bars, artwork, and beautiful foliage lining the San Antonio River. Everything was only like 10-15 feet below street level. It was really pleasant to walk along during the day, and at night the nightlife was pretty wild!
The game show panel went really well. Apparently people were asking when the next one will be, so hopefully that means we'll be accepted for PAX East and get a better time slot too. Fingers crossed! (I love going to Boston.) But I will say that it is more fun to travel with a friend. I felt lonely a few times during my trip. I saw my friends at the panel and we hung out and partied the first night, so I wasn't completely on my own the whole time. But sight seeing might have been more fun with a buddy. However, I do enjoy having the freedom to be on my own schedule and not worry about what somebody else wants to do. Hmm...
Anyway, I enjoyed the trip overall. And surprisingly, the flight back to NY went very well. I thought it was going to be bad because it was a 8am flight. But I got some Dramamine as soon as I got to the airport and just sat and waited. I started feeling drowsy right away, but had to stay awake because I wasn't on the plane yet. At one point maybe a half hour later I felt a wave of calm, anti-nausea. Like my stomach just stopped flipping. It was magical. On the flight I made a big stink about possibly being air sick and I ended up with an entire row to myself. I was not sick one time! Even during turbulence. I was proud. All those people probably thought I was a lying bitch but whatever lol!
So now maybe I won't be as scared of flying. I can do it. Dramamine is my friend. It's worth it to be able to travel to fun places. But maybe next trip I'll take the train.
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