I enjoyed playing Pokemon growing up. Between the two of us my sister and I played Red, Blue, Yellow, Gold, Silver, and Crystal. We spent absurd amounts of time in Pokemon Stadium, printed our Pokemon Snap stickers at Blockbuster, and desperately (and hilariously) tried to befriend one in Hey You Pikachu. I still have my binders of Pokemon cards, and there's a box in my craft room that contains a ready-to-go deck alongside the gym badges I had earned at the Books-a-Million Pokemon League.
It was a whole thing.
My interest waned into gen 3 and beyond, though I did try again with Black and White. It just never hooked me the way the first 250 did. So, Pokemon became a thing I didn't actively participate in but still appreciated the roots of. I had collectibles, I kept my cartridges and card, but my engagement became passive for adulthood. It wasn't a franchise geared towards me, and that was fine.
And then Pokemon GO was released.
The nostalgia part of my brain embodied the Kool-Aid Man and burst through the rational walls of being a responsible adult and let the kid who loved Eevee and Ponyta to an absurd degree climb on through. There was a single Pokestop at the back of our neighborhood about a 5 minute bike ride away, so Geoff and I would spend our evenings after dinner with our phones mounted to our handlebars riding loops between home and those baseball fields catching the few Pokémon that appeared and hatching eggs.
This year we went to the annual Pokémon GO Fest in Chicago. At first we felt like it was silly to essentially take a Pokémon-themed vacation, but judgment be damned it's something we genuinely enjoy. Since tickets are a lottery system we decided we'd apply for the lottery and let the universe decide. If we got in great, and if we didn't then cool we'd do something else with that time off. The great Pokémon gods saw fit for us to go nerd out and granted us tickets. So off to Chicago we went.
As an added bonus, there was increased Pokémon activity around the rest of the city too, so even on the other days we were there we could go hunting for more good stuff. We took advantage of that by spending time down on Navy Pier, and visited my penguin bros at the Shedd Aquarium (one of my favorite places on the planet). It was a short trip, but a unique way to wrap up a few busy weeks for us.
Did any of you go? How did you do? What was your favorite part?