#BEA15 Day 3, or “Up until 2 am reading”

You’ll note that this post is being posted several days after the fact.  Okay, more than several days. That is because Day 3 of BEA took some interesting twists and turns, and I was too busy having adventures to come back to the hotel and write a post. Okay, I lied. The real reason is that I was busy reading a really funny book about depression, and I couldn’t put it down for long enough to write this post.  And when I got back to DC, I immediately turned around and headed off on another work trip, and then immediately after that on a kayaking trip in West Virginia.  This is a really rambly way of saying that I just haven’t been home.

So now, for my much belated recap of BEA Day 3:

My morning began, as usual, with caffeine.  Normally when at BEA I go to a little hole-in-the-wall deli for breakfast, but the line was super long, so I went to a fancier coffee shop instead and got deliciousness.

And if you follow me on Instagram or are wondering why I take so many pictures of food... I take pictures of things that make me happy so that when I am down or having a bad day, I can scroll through and remind myself how lucky I am and how many wonderful things there are to be thankful for.  Like, for example, the existence of delicious hipster coffee with a heart in the foam.
And if you follow me on Instagram or are wondering why I take so many pictures of food and rando m stuff… I take pictures of things that make me happy so that when I am down or having a bad day, I can scroll through and remind myself how lucky I am and how many wonderful things there are to be thankful for. Like, for example, the existence of delicious hipster coffee with a heart in the foam.

Then, it was off to Javits for the day.  My biggest goal for the day was to meet Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child.  My mother is a huge fan, to the point that she will stay up all night reading their books (see, I get it honestly!), and I thought it would be really cool if I could meet them and get her a signed book.  I showed up super early, because I knew there would be a line, but since it took a little while before it formed, I headed off to meet Paolo Bacigalupi.

Standing in this line amused me, because it was hilarious to listen to people try (and fail) to prounce 'Bacigalupi.'
Standing in this line amused me, because it was hilarious to listen to people try (and fail) to prounce ‘Bacigalupi.’

And then, the time came!  I managed to be the third or fourth person in line to meet Preston & Child.  I texted my mom when I was in line, and she started to do a happy dance at work.  She was so excited!

They seemed like really chill people.
They seemed like really chill people.

After that, everything else was just icing on the cake.  I decided to try my luck at grabbing an ARC of Six of Crows, because everyone was talking about it and I love the idea of fantasy that builds off of Eastern European mythology.  And while I was in the ridiculously long line, I discovered Furiously Happy by Jennifer Lawson, aka the Bloggess.  I’ll have a review up later, but this was the book that kept me up late reading.  I normally don’t read memoirs or nonfiction, preferring to escape to other worlds or periods of time when I read.  This was different.  I picked it up because of the cover, which featured a taxidermied raccoon who is simultaneously creepy and delightful.  It made me think, “I don’t know what this is about, but I have to read this book.”  And it was worth every moment of the ride.

I’m distracting myself.  Back to my BEA stories!  After I got done with my third consecutive day at Javits, I didn’t want to stray too far from the hotel.  I found a cute little sushi place, had some dinner, and began to meander back.

It's my blog, so I'm gonna post all kinds of foodie pics.  Cause sushi!
It’s my blog, so I’m gonna post all kinds of foodie pics. Cause sushi!  The one in the back is fresh salmon and mango, which was absolutely heavenly.

As I got back to the hotel, I saw a little sign by the elevator saying that the roof was open. Now, I stay at The Jane every time I go to New York. It’s a cute little hotel with a lot of history behind it. It was originally a boardinghouse for sailors on shore leave. The survivors from the Titanic stayed there. Now, it epitomizes the blend of opulence and grunge that for me characterizes New York City. The rooms are teeny tiny, only around 40 square feet, but the wood paneling, robes, artisanal bottled water, and slippers makes them feel luxurious despite their size and the fact that they show some signs of wear. The lobby features taxidermy and a clock that tells time backward. The whole experience is like stepping out of time into another era. But even after staying at the Jane on multiple occasions, I’d never been to the roof, which contained a little bar with a gorgeous view of the river.

Bulleit rye, neat.
Bulleit rye, neat.

All in all, this was one of the most relaxing years that I’ve gone to BEA. Well, not really relaxing, but this year I didn’t try to cram every minute of my trip with networking or bookstore parties. Instead, I let myself wander around, eat tasty food, have a nightcap, and read new books.

Oh!  Books!  That reminds me…

We can't be forgetting these!
We can’t be forgetting these!

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6 comments

    1. That’s good to hear–I haven’t read the Grisha books yet, but I’ve been told so many times that I need to, and since this is a fresh trilogy set in the same world, I figured I could dive right in. 🙂