After two weeks in Australia, I am back home finally. On the one hand, it is good to be back, sleeping in my own bed (even if I woke up Tuesday morning thinking muzzily, “hey, this hotel has a lot of my stuff in it…cool”). On the other, the trip was amazingly cool. Kit and I rode ferries all over Sydney Harbour, ate fish and chips on the beach, had dinner in a harbourside restaurant during a spectacular lightning storm, went up the Sydney Tower for a 360-degree view of the city and harbour, met some super-cool folks who took us to places like the Royal Botanic Gardens, Lord Nelson’s Brewery, the Blue Mountains, and Newtown, and saw water dragons in the wild. We fed kangaroos, stood beside koalas, petted dingoes, watched wild kangaroos hop through vineyards, watched flying foxes and possums roam around at night, ran across a park to get pizza before a restaurant closed, met cool furries we hadn’t met before, got to know furries we did know better, met more cool furries, saw fursuits as different and diverse as the Australian wildlife, attended a moving commitment ceremony, went to one of the tallest buildings in the southern hemisphere to look out over Melbourne, were hosted (twice) by an excellent mainstay of the furry fandom, and in general made a lot of new friends–or, as I said many times, met a lot of previously unknown family. (Australians in general seemed more friendly and helpful than we’re used to in the U.S.–twice while Kit and I were pondering over maps in Sydney, random people came up to us to ask if we were lost, and happily recommended things for us to do. In the Melbourne airport, when I wandered near the gate agents to see if our plane was visible, one of the agents came over to me with a smile to ask what I wanted, and when I said I just wanted to see the plane, he turned and looked and pointed out the tail fin where the rest of the plane was hidden behind the jetway.)
I will post more about MiDFur in the coming days, I hope, although I am really busy this week, and so in case I don’t get to it for a while, here is the takeaway: this is a super-cool con, very well run. The furries there are like furries everywhere: warm, funny, creative, and social. MiDFur benefits an exceptional charity, the Dingo Discovery Centre, which brought a couple of their charming dingoes to the con; MiDFur also hosted an Australian furry comedian (Anthrax), some kick-ass dances, an amazing charity auction, a one-man light show, and the Furry Hall of Fame, which was really cool. In short, if you have a chance to go, in the words of Ferris Bueller, I highly recommend it.