Worldcon is the World Science Fiction Convention. It happens every year. It has happened 67 times so far. This year it happened in a convention center in downtown Montreal.

It’s a big event — 4,000 people or so. Not Comic-con big, but big. The convention center itself was huge, I must have walked its length and breadth like 30 times. My calves are looking hot. They are defined.

This was my first Worldcon, but in spite of being a relative outsider I have collected my thoughts and impressions here. Because when has ignorance or inexperience stopped any journalist, ever?