A Woeful Tale

Today was not a great day. Weather wise it was sunny, but there was a bitter wind. There were loads of street markets, entertainers and people milling about. It was nice. I was really tired. The Monster agreed to have a lazy day with me. I got an invite to the nanowrimo meet up in the arts centre in Christchurch, but thanks to my backward brain (I think it is still stuck in the Northern Hemisphere) I led the Monster on a merry dance in the completely wrong area of the city and by the time we arrived at the Arts Centre, we were too late. It was very disappointing. We had a bite to eat at Dux de Lux then went back to the hotel to crash.