I feel a little anxious being on the road after seeing the latest news. But we’re nearly there, and no problems.

Just over the Nevada border is an outlet mall in Primm where Diana, Sierra and I stopped to stretch and find lunch. We no sooner walked in the door than we met Tadao Tomomatsu, also on his way to the con. I happily greeted Tadao, but Sierra was a little shy. When I introduced him as somebody who once had been eaten by Godzilla, for some reason Sierra was not reassured.