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I've had the best weekend. It was my 4th Connotations con, and they just keep getting better. Cool panels, being around people that get it, watching new stuff on the big screen, Middleman ♥ Watching new SPN with lots of other fans is ftw. Merlin on the big screen then off to watch the new episode in a hotel room. Nice food, the magical registration desk with constantly appearing junk food and chocolate. Squeaky plastic ducks everywhere. Talking fic over breakfast, dinner, everywhere.

The highlight though, meeting

castalie and

yami_tai. I've known Mouse for years now, well before we joined LJ, yet we'd never met. And you know, I'm so horribly awkward around new people, but it felt like I'd known them both forever. Tai is awesome too, and really, I've been so incredibly lucky to spend the weekend in the company of two wonderful ladies.

Also, we won the quiz! Woo! The fact that it took 5 of us joining up to do so shall not be mentioned again

James was at the con this year too, and he enjoyed himself. He didn't go to any panels but did like hanging out in the main room and watching the big screen.

If you ever get a chance to go to

connotations I say go for it. Because the ladies that organise the whole thing do an amazing job.

The not so good. As I mentioned before this was my 4th time, and each time there's been issues with the hotel. It's sad, but going I expect the Park Hotel to suck in some way, and they did, and . It started small. We went to our room and it was overlooking the metro line. Which was fine, the location of the hotel means someone has to, but there was no nets or blinds, just a window which could be seen into easily by people on the train and in the flats opposite. A call down to reception and we came back later that night to find out two nails had been hammered into the window frame and a net hung on them. The tv didn't work and the remote was bust completely. James told them this twice, but they never bothered sending someone to fix it.

This was the big one. Yesterday James sat on the toilet and it fell off the wall. It was just after he'd got up so he didn't have his leg on, and ended up pinned to the floor by the toilet with water flowing everywhere. He also landed on his arm, which was a really bad thing. He managed to get up, tried to phone reception because of the water and the fact he'd really hurt himself. No one picked up. Phoned over and over, still no one picked up. In the end I had to go down myself, to find the receptionist was having to help serve breakfast.

She went up to the room to see if he needed medical help, he said no, he'd just go to our hospital who knew about his operation. She said she would call the hotel repairman but didn't have the number. Meanwhile a handyman came by, handed James a bucket to catch the water then left. He didn't even come into the room.

I don't blame the receptionist, she was trying to do far too much on her own. The handyman I feel bitter about. Of course there was no manager available, but he's supposed to be in touch today. I don't hold up much hope him actually calling us.

James went to the walk in center after we came home. Basically the bone in his hand had been separated as part of his operation, by falling like he did the bone had slammed into the tissue of his arm, close to actually popping through the skin. It's really swollen and bruised, and now he just has to hope it doesn't get infected.

Summing up. Connotations, very much of the win. Park Hotel, fail.