The last day, always kind of somber, but it ended up being just as busy as Saturday! With most cons I attend, the last day is meant for rest and relaxation, after powering through 2 or 3 days of craziness. It never really let up on Sunday. I was able to roam the show floor and snap photos most of the day! It was tiring and frankly by this point I was practically dead already, but feet be damned if I was going to waste a day at Comic Con. By the end of it, the post-con depression set in. It's so hard to say goodbye to Comic Con...
