Our bishop in Toronto was Hector Garcia. He was an amazingly humble man, with three or four kids, and was a lot of fun to be in the bishopric with. When he heard we were going to Japan, he got all excited and said we needed to go to a comic con. So we did.
Sadly, we didn’t recognize most of the folks all done up in cosplay, and some of them were not appropriate to photograph, and all the activities were (oddly enough) in Japanese, but it was still fun to do once. (Porter was apparently going through a “roll his arms up in the bottom of his t-shirt” phase.)