{"id":768,"date":"2016-05-09T14:48:13","date_gmt":"2016-05-09T02:48:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hoarde.net\/craigblog\/?p=768"},"modified":"2016-05-22T12:30:29","modified_gmt":"2016-05-22T00:30:29","slug":"wellington","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hoarde.net\/craigblog\/?p=768","title":{"rendered":"Wellington"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"wellington<\/a><\/p>\n

I did a lot of pretty close to nothing in Wellington.
\njust wanted to put that out there, in case anyone thought I’d have huge and portentous things to talk about<\/em><\/p>\n

Getting from the bus station, which is also the train station, into the Cuba Street area was made so<\/em> much easier by having a pack on my back. And another smaller day bag on the front, but that’s not important right now.<\/p>\n

Found a caf\u00e9 which would make me a food, then hopped a bus over to The Great Hall.
\nPlans for the day involved ‘not much’, though I did get a new pair of boots, the soles on my old ones having hit the non-waterproof point. Fell asleep on the couch for a while, as the night bus wasn’t that<\/strong> comfortable.<\/p>\n

In deference to back issues, my bed for the night was the lounge floor, with a duvet for padding and another one for warmth, and it was pretty comfy. In days of yore, perhaps this would have been the prize spot, the best place in the hall, right in front of the fire.
\nSeeing as how this is a flat, it’s the spot in between the sofa and the TV, and lacks some of the crackling-fire ambiance, though I’m sure there’s a fireplace DVD or ’10 hours of log fire’ video out there somewhere, if I’d gone looking.<\/p>\n

Rather than list all of things I didn’t do, I’ll go with all the stuff I\u00a0did<\/strong>.<\/p>\n