LuckyAlbatross
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OK here is the report. FYI NV = my boyfriend.
Saturday, December 3, 2005 Austin Rope Symposium
We awoke too early for my tastes to get dressed, call a cab and get out the door to the convention. Timing was excellent. They were able to check us in right away so we stowed our stuff and headed up to registration. I had to give points to the NV who was right in saying if we got there at the end, it would be mobbed.
We checked in then waited. I was wearing my green head decoration and got lots of compliments on it. The first part of the day was pretty boring. They had to give a 2 hour session to everyone on basic rope/bondage safety which was in large part pretty much the first chunk of the bondage session that Bridgett gave at BR. The only memorable thing was when they started taking points from the audience and this top spoke up about how you had to watch for heat because he was playing with this girl in latex and she got overheated because she was sweating and getting too hot. He said that she had looked fine but when you opened the latex you could see all the sweat and stuff.
Yeah. No kidding. I was now afraid to play with any of these people who were that dorky.
We hit lunch and got some KFC. Kudos to the ARS people for making a great snack room. OK could have done with a bit of better variety of snacks and such, but constant coke on demand was a godsend. We also did vending. NV was happy to have money to spend and he bought me a 30ft green/teal length of hemp for me and a few of Bridgett’s scarves, including a green one which he gave to me.
We went to Ellie’s class on “Planning your route” since the other class was a discussion on rope bondage being about more than the rope and well…duh. Unfortunately the class we took wasn’t much better in that the first 45 minutes turned into an ice-breaker of “talk to the person next to you and find out why they are into rope and then we’ll all share with eachother.”
Sigh. My partner of course was completely closed off. He barely asked me any questions and I can only pretend to be really interested in someone who can’t express themselves at all for so long. However, I was able to shake the mood up a bit when the circle finally came to us and mentioned how he was a cool guy even if he WAS wearing a brown belt with black shoes.
Once share time was over, you’d think we’d start getting into the meat of the discussion, however it seemed more like an extension of the first chunk of safety issues in that we just wandered about how to look for things and how to communicate problems in scenes. I was quite bored. So I left for a few and gave a few update calls and then returned for the end.
Next was Zamil’s class on Japanese style restraints. Slightly frustrating in the angle we were positions for was not good for showing us how he was doing his tying, but we managed and got some tips and I got some good practice in doing basic binding and got hog-tied. One thing I noticed throughout the weekend that all the presenters were assuming we knew more than we did. I’d have enjoyed going over even the basics at least as a refresher course. Despite being a bit quick, Zamil had an elegance of style and a very European edge of arrogance to him. He was also wearing amazingly hot black burnt out Versace jeans.
We broke for dinner at this point and unfortunately the places we wanted were a bit far too walk or on the other side of the highway which we couldn’t cross. So we went around the hotel and found a little restaurant called El Arroyo and split a fajita plate. It was definitely yummy.
We headed back for Lochai’s class on arm and leg binders. We got a great angle and since mostly everyone was in the OTHER class to get to the suspension stuff later, we had a small group with us. Lochai showed some very good and basic ties which I knew I could incorporate with myself. We practiced around a bit. Unfortunately when NV was trying to put me in another hog-tie, he got very over anxious and frustrated with himself. I got upset because he was getting so worked up over it and felt like he had left me hanging.
But the class dwindled to an end. After Lochai got Bridgett into a good hogtie, then put a nose hook in her and attached it to the back ropes, it pretty much was done and people played around and drifted.
We went back to the room and had a bit of a tiff over NV’s getting annoyed at me and me getting annoyed at him with him saying that he wasn’t even sure he wanted to do the party now. I was also very freaked out over reports of snow and weather issues for my flight back. He was also very tense over some of his school work. This began to get me very upset but I wasn’t going to push him into things that he didn’t want to do so we calmed down and decided to go up and watch the slideshow and decide later.
Lochai’s slideshow was pretty nifty to watch and hear the stories on, though I could have done without the bad attempt at art critiquing from the audience. My favorite pic was of a woman tied in her wedding dress. I’d love to see a whole spread on bondage in ballgowns.
Unfortunately it also got me very turned on and needy for some intense submission play. We decided to watch Ellie’s demonstration on rope stuff and were thoroughly bored with it. I didn’t see anything truly innovative nor did I feel any amazing connection between the two of them. They were warm and snuggly, but I didn’t get any real sparks. Just one person tying another up.
It also was going on long so we headed to the room and had a full on argument over the party. NV is hesitant about new environments and I am hesitant about bringing up what I honestly want and neither of us wants to push the other into something we don’t want to do. Makes for interesting conflicts.
But we were again able to work on it through promises of actually working on pushing past our habits and making better ones. I got dressed in the same gold outfit as I had for Bound and we headed up. Unfortunately they were only using the main room for play and it was definitely crowded. One of the other rooms was Bridgett and Lochai doing a scene/shoot, one was set up with all sorts of photo stuff and the other was just empty. I felt they could have opened up the other rooms and saved the specific stuff for the last day/instructors only party, but nothing to be done about it then.
I was all in the mood to strut and have fun, but NV just wasn’t comfortable that close in a new crowd. And with the closeness of everything, you couldn’t get close to any scene that wasn’t right in front of you. So after a half hour we left and went to bed.
Sunday, December 4, 2005 ARS 2
Got ourselves up to the Karada class taught by Numinous but was slightly disappointed in that he wanted to talk more about style and theory than actual practice. But he did show a few styles of the karada and NV and I got to practice on eachother.
Next was Bridgett’s class on partial and basic suspension. That gave me TONS of good ideas and suggestions on things that looked like right for my level. The class was slightly drifting towards the end, but for 2 hours she went into a lot of great detail, ideas and inspirations for later.
We had a lunch break after that and unfortunately we had to head back. Called a cab and got to chat with Lochai a bit before heading back to the house. Once there I took another bath as my neck and shoulders were still killing me. I had worn my gold head decoration that day and was paying the price for having pieces of metal smushd against my head constantly for 2 days as I have a slight metal allergy. Also my period had started and that was annoying me.
NV called for pizza so we enjoyed some of the yumminess of that while watching some tv. After food we were pretty tired and so took a brief nap in his bed and snuggled together. Sadly then it was time for me to pack up one last time and get back to the airport. My suitcase had finally popped the zipper for the last time so I had to steal one of the NVs to get back.
T drove us to the airport and we said warm good-byes, happy that I’d see him again in just a week or so. Sailed through check-in and the Detection Zone and then bought some batteries, and a few other things to get me through the night.
Boarded the first flight which was a teeny place full to the gills. My seatmate was incredibly sweet and I actually enjoyed talking to a plane mate for the first time ever. Unfortunately the burger I had bought for dinner was not very happy and it made me nauseous and feel yucky until the next day.
Arrived in Denver again feeling totally crappy. I bought a large fruit parfait at McDs (why don’t they sell them here anymore?!?!?!) and made my necessary “I’m alive” calls. Then I waited for hours.
A little after 1 am EST we boarded the plane and headed home. I got shoved into the very first row which is not something I ever want to do again. At least there wasn’t anyone around me. I didn’t really sleep soundly, but there were periods of blackness so perhaps I was able to get a bit of rest. At least there were no weather issues to worry about.
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