Day 2 was rather uneventful. My brother and I walked around the Exhibit Hall and bought merch. The food there was rather expensive, so we only bought a drink for lunch (no matter how hard I pestered for popcorn-- it smelled so good). We wanted to line up for the RT Podcast, but the line was atrociously long.
We continued to mill around the Exhibit Hall until our feet swelled up. When they did, my brother and I both decided to call it a day.
That night, we ate at the Burger Bar on Congress. I fed a pigeon I named Rodrick fries, and he sat with me for awhile until I refused to feed him anymore. He walked away, came back a few times to try again, before flying off.
Day 3 was around the same.
We spent around two hours at the convention center. I met Ray and Griffon and had them sign my sketchbook before I shopped for a Camp Camp shirt and a Cow Chop throw pillow.
I headed back to the hotel around 1:30 p.m. and my mother convince me to hop in the pool, even though our luggage were already waiting in the car for us. Without realizing my iPhone was in my pocket, I hopped in and swam around in my RTX 2017 t-shirt and denim shorts for around thirty minutes.
She... she didn't make it.
Luckily for me, I managed to have a backup on my iPod. I save my pictures from the con.
We made it back to Dallas around 8:30 p.m., exhausted and defeated.
It was a good RTX, and although it might be my last, I look forward for what Rooster Teeth has in store for the next ones!