I’m definitely feeling my age now. I remember coming to Quilt Festival ten years ago or so, and staying the entire day from the moment it opened to the moment it closed. Today, I wore myself out around 4, so I hopped on the shuttle bus and headed back to the hotel. I told sweet hubby I wasn’t ruling out the possibility of going back to the show since it’s open until 7, but the longer I sit still, the less likely that is!
This is a tiny view of one special exhibit at the show. I forget how big the convention center is. At least three football fields on each of the three levels, and the quilt festival fills all of it. (Update: the George R. Brown Convention Center website says the usable space on the first floor is 639,000 square feet! The quilt festival uses all three floors!!!)
I walked around the show again. It’s always a weird experience the second day because I know I’ve walked down a particular aisle, but I still see quilts I don’t remember seeing before, often right next to one I took pictures of. There’s just so much to see, I can’t possibly remember it all! Definite overload. Whenever I come, I rely heavily on the photographs I take, so I can study the quilts later.
I did more shopping too. That’s why I decided to go back to the hotel – the bag got too heavy!