SA, that's a lovely picture of two very lovely women! Thanks for posting it.

So just an update. I'm not going to come into NYC until Monday. There's a storm headed towards Kristin's place and it would be a race to catch the train and all that stuff so I'm spending one more night here. I should be in NYC tomorrow around noonish. I'm staying with a non-Buffista friend (Gasp! The horror!) but don't have any real plans until Trivia in the evening. So, if anyone wants to hook up with nonbuffista!dave and I on Monday, please do, we're planning to get into trouble somewhere in Manhattan.

My cell and other contact info is in my profile.

Did you guys end up going to the S&S?

Yep. We grabbed food at the S&S.

KRISTIN IS COMING TO NEW YORK FOR THE DAY.

THAT IS ALL!

Okay, you people might get Kristen. You might get Drew.

I beat you all hands down, as I get the Fay.

We've had a terrifically eventful two days, beginning with the airport and ending in her hometown. While I wouldn't classify them as "unfortunate events," exactly, they've been colourful. They've involved livejournal meetups, beer, and gaping head wounds. As well as free books! And lost comics. There have been planes, trains, and automobiles; teh gay, teh not-so-gay, and the amusing as hell; tons of fannish discussion, resulting in amusing looks from those around us; and quite a bit of ham.

I wouldn't change a damn thing. I promise we'll put up pictures soon.

Best description evah, SA!

Well, I try. *g*

I must reassure you that we were neither the recipients nor the cause of the gaping head wound, although SA did do a heroic job of trying to patch up my inebriated friend, who now has a very large hole in his head. Bless. It's quite remarkable how much we managed to fit into a very short time in the London - not only hooking up with the lovely Roz and Paratti from LJ (and Roz's very nice, stylish, pink-haired friend), but also an assortment of other fannish LJ types whom we didn't know from Adam. (One of whom had just read my fanfic magnum opus! go me! f2f ego-massage!) And then, I'm afraid, I managed to drag SA around every conceivable tube station in London. It's all a haze of jetlag now, and I can only thank my lucky stars that SHE knew where we were going, because I (and, remember, I lived in London for four years) really didn't know whether I was coming or going. Frankly, had it not been for SA I feel reasonably sure I'd have been run over within five minutes of being in the country - the traffic here is SO different from that in Egypt. I'm now used to walking in the middle of the road and expecting cars and donkeys and suchlike to just not hit me, whereas in London? Not such a sensible move. Really. Sigh.

Anyway, Bwahahahahahaa! I get to kidnap SA for several days and show her the sights here in the Yorkshire! And, insh'allah, we'll go and see some movies - I'm SO out of the loopy here, and so longing to see the Lemony Snicket movie, and The Incredibles and so on and so forth.

(Incidentally, as I type SA's laptop is showing us a vast array of different photos, many of which are from the F2Fs, so we're busy going "Oooh, Plei! Ooooh, David! Ooooh, Drew!" etc etc. Bless. Love y'all.

Now when's someone going to come and visit me in Cairo? Eh?

Hint hint.

Now when's someone going to come and visit me in Cairo? Eh?

As soon as I find the winning lottery numbers, I'll be there.