Day Two of the Con has not gotten off to a very auspicious start. Walking on 8th Ave to pick up a pre-Con bagel I stepped on a crack (sorry Mom), twisted my ankle, lost my balance and took a header.
A kind woman picked up my Collingwood cap that went flying in the mælstrom and inquired as to my health. Which, considering the mass involved, is pretty good. The ankle is sore, as is my right elbow which now cannot be fully extended or closed. Other than that everything is all right.
Unfortunately this means that my volunteering is limited to info booths and guest areas. And all in a seated position.