We did it. We finally did it. It was a bit of a big step, even for serious geeks like us, but we did it. We went to a Star Trek convention. In Germany of all places.
We had heard about them of course (conventions, not Germans. Well of course we had heard about Germans, but that’s not what I’m talking about. You know what I mean.), seen them in movies and series, but we really weren’t sure exactly what to expect.
Admittedly, the main reason for us to go was the amazing list of star guests. People we had grown up watching on TV, like Scott Bakula, Dirk Benedict and especially Richard Dean Anderson. He’s rather special to us both it has to be said. We were both big MacGyver fans in our teenage years, and at uni we would always be down in the TV room, same time every week, watching the re-runs. It’s one of the reasons we got to know each other. So we were also a little apprehensive of actually getting to meet so many big names.
In the end, it turned out to be exactly as we had imagined. The costumes were awesome, hilarious, breathtaking at times. The merch stalls were huge and most bountiful. The panels were most amusing. The Germans were rude and the food was sausagey.
But most importantly, all the guests, even those we weren’t expecting anything much from, were amazing.
I have been so very fortunate so far, when meeting those of my “idols” that I have been lucky enough to meet. They have all exceeded expectations of loveliness and then some. And this time was no exception.
As we flew back on Sunday, we were both left with a wonderful comforting feeling of having the confirmation that the people we have looked up to and admired all these years are actually nice people.