Sunday, oh Sunday. Still exploring Park Place.
I drunkenly missed the last train home. Craig drove in to town and collect me.
Flying out of Wellington at dusk.
Trepidation before leaving for the Metallica concert.
It was sunny. We took the top off the horrible convertible we were driving.
Post tattoo and post drinks with the Divine Laura Craig and I walked past the Art in the Dark event. I loved the sign but wasn't wearing enough layers to actually go and see it.
Amazing falafel at Fatima's. Delicious. That is all.