So, P-Con was really excellent. My criteria for a science fiction convention go like this. I have to enjoy it. Check. I have to come home with books. Check. I have to have discovered a new author (or works by one I know that were previously unknown to me). Check, check. I have to have lost track of time at some point. Check. And I have to have had my mind blown at some point. Check.
On the Saturday, I had some extensive and excellent conversations with
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And then we wandered off to dinner, and I found myself discussing gadgetry, cats, and the food of the Indian subcontinent with Peter, Charles Stross, and, rather stunningly, Patrick Nielsen Hayden. It took me half the meal to work out who Patrick was, which was probably better than finding out at the beginning, and sitting gobsmacked for hours. Back to the con hotel bar, and eventually home (actually at a reasonable enough hour).
Sunday was quieter, but included a panel with James Hogan, in which he expounded on alternate solar system formation theories, and left me sitting going "Woahhhh...." in a way that hasn't happened in a long time.
Overall: Most excellent convention. Very pleased.