In a good way.
There was a statue of a spaceman, in spacesuit, on one knee, helmet balanced on the bended knee and holding a bird in the other hand, looking up at the sky. And the legend at his feet, in a field of stars, said, "Never let the dream die". I practically bawled on the spot. This sort of thing has a deep and visceral hold on me and I love this city for sharing that, for even THINKING about the possibility of putting up this statue.
The rest of it is pretty, and a very nice walkable town. But I'll say one thing for it - it sucked all that Western Washington moisture straight out of me. I'm dryer than a cinderblock and I have to seriously think about lip balm almost 24/7. Still. Most of the outsidey stuff is probably behind me as I plunge into the con proper tomorrow. I believe I have a reading at some point but I still have to figure out precisely WHEN... I suppose I'll get my final program notes with registration tomorrow.
OK, then. That was a bit of exploring. Tomorrow, Spocon. See you there, or on the other side...