Japan Expo was quite terrible for me. Having not bought my ticket from the Web prior to the opening, I had to buy it on site, thus entering not before 10:15. As soon as I entered I aimed directly to the signing draw booths; there was only one line for the Kawahara Reki's session at 17:30, none for 10:30. It was the same queue than for Akumatsu Ken though, so I thought "I'll try both at the same time". While waiting, the draw for the latter got over as there wasn't any ticket left. And like usual, I lost at the draw for SAO.
I nevertheless aim at the SAO stall, buy the book, put back my pouch with my papers/keys/money/cards inside into my large messenger bag... that I thought! Actually I think I had inserted it between my messenger bag and myself, so it fell on the ground without me noticing it... After rushing at the SAO stall asking whether anyone would had found and given to them my pouch, I go to the Information/Lost & Found booth (with a very cute hostess), to no extend. I go outside, phone parents, assistance, police, and so on. At this moment I see some guest – Aoi Eir ? – arriving at the Expo in a luxury car, stopping just in front of me...
I have to make my car removed from the parking lot as I don't have the keys anymore! I wait 1 1/2 h for the tow truck to arrive, and I think that I'll go away with it... no, that's not included in my insurance contract, I have to find my own transportation to go back home... I'm outside the Expo, with no means of transportation, and with prohibited re-entrance, so I call my parents to bring me back home (2 hrs of road). While I'm waiting for them I notice people exiting the Expo through a broken panel of enclosure, so I decide to make the trip back. But there's a second encluse, throughly kept by safety agents. I walk down the whole enclosure to find the last checkpoint, I decide to try... The safety agent doesn't well understand my problem and gets rid of me saying "OK, go through"!
I'm back into the Expo, in which I can finally kinda relax, noticeably thanks to the band "NeoBallad" on the traditional music stage. I go back to the Lost&Found booth to meet again the cute hostess — who really looked like a girl I knew from school, but she can confirm me she's not that one –, but no, still no pouch. My parents being close to the hall, I finally leave once more and wait for them outside.
Back home, I get a phone call from a number I don't know... "I've found your pouch!" Here am I relieved. Still, that's not a great day I've had... I still need to retrieve my car back from the garage where it will be brought to get a new set of keys, and to retrieve my pouch, both being near Paris, and all of this before Thursday, when I'll need my papers to make the application for my passport...