Frolicon is... lack of sleep. But who can sleep when there is Frolicon?
Frolicon is... loaded classrooms. 30-40 people for piss play, 60-70 people for flogging, 90-100 people for electricity.
Frolicon is... traveling in packs. From walking through the event with my love (kathryntact), my family (lolitasir, holey1, and mglthr), the official hangers on (kathryntact again and cheshlthr), to our expanding pack of southern perverts which included taliakit, nightmareredux, dreamertheresa, feyrieprincess, sirwinterwolf, mistresslego, tgrey, femmetron1, fetishcuriosity and my lovely step-daughter souda and her Daddy.
Frolicon is... bedlam. More parties than one human can possibly attend, and a line sometimes 15-20 deep waiting to get into the dungeon.
Frolicon is... a place to play with your friends. I played with no one new, which is completely different than the norm. But I played with friends and strengthened our bonds and our connections, which I want to be the norm.
Frolicon is... hot fucking play. From the masturbation party, to the strap-on party, to the dark room parties, to the dungeon, people were getting off everywhere. I predictably spent my time in the dungeon, but I definitely had my share of the hotness.
Frolicon is... singletailing sessions that make one faint. She passed out, she burst into hysterical crying and laughing, and she came. All while scaring the ever living bejeesus out of kathryntact and I. (And I'd do it again right now if I could.)
Frolicon is... is NOT a traditional SM/leather event. And praise be to all the gods and goddesses for it. A welcome change of scenery, and a breath of fresh air.
Frolicon is... letting your freak flag fly high. A literal adult playground with joys and ecstasies and revelations for all. If you did not have a good time, it's your fault, not theirs.
Frolicon is... a place for growth. In the midst of all the Dionysian delights, couples can face challenges. It is heartening to learn that they can.
Frolicon is... the only thing that at all makes me wish to live in the south. But I'm not moving.
Frolicon is... taking Monday off to reground yourself on reality. I feel no shame. OK, maybe a little. ;-)