Getting back now from what was supposed to be a night spent on Vancouver Island, I come to the conclusion that as far as weekends go, this has to be one of the most boneheaded I've ever had. It started by misplacing on of the tickets to the two concerts I was planning to go to on Friday night. The part for me that makes that unbelievable is that I remember leaving my apartment looking at the two tickets making sure I was going to the right one first. Luckily I misplaced the ticket for the artist I had already seen, and not the one where a friend recognized me and invited me to sit with, the second concert in a month I've sat during. Saturady I mistook for an inlet what was, on closer inspection, a lagoon. Finally, today, I found out only after buying the ticket that the passenger ferry left at 6:30 and not 4:30, ruining, at least for me, what was supposed to be a nice Thanksgiving dinner. Instead of making it a really late dinner, I decided to come back to the apartment and tell my parents that I'd like to come on a weekend where I plan it better and stay for longer, likely not on a holiday weekend when as many people are travelling.
Bonehead Weekend
