Our annual pilgrimage to the San Diego Comic-Con by train. This time I took all the kids, giving Joan a bit of a break for a day. My good friend John who went to Art Center with me rides with us on the train every year too. This year we met up with one of my wife’s good friends from high school and his two boys as well as her cousin’s kids who drove down from Santa Barbara. It was quite a group. The kids really look forward to it, and the 3-hour train trip is at least half the fun. I’ve been going to the Comic-Con just about every year since 1989. I didn’t do as much drawing as I’d like, but there were some great things to see and buy — and keeping track of the tribe was an immersive experience too, especially since the event sold out for all four days and was quite crowded.
As usual we took the train.
There were five of us: Jack (of course), his friend Monty, my neighbor across the street Carlo, my good friend from college John, and me. Played a lot of “hangman” on the way. I did some sketching, but not as much as I should have, probably.
On the way back the train broke down and left us on the platform at Laguna Nigel for about three hours. We got home at 3:00 am! Other than that it was a lot of fun.