So, I went to Galacon last weekend. It's my second-ever convention – my first being Bronycon 2014 – and hopefully the second of many to come.

Galacon was a fucking blast, to be frank. Or, rather, the Galacon attendees were a blast. The actual convention that we'd all gone there for was... well. I spent about 15 minutes in the convention centre getting my pass and a booklet, looked around at what the pony-people were peddling, and decided that it wasn't for me.

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