The sun peeked through the cracks where our tarps didn’t overlap.
I turned on my car in Pembroke yesterday and all that came out of my radio – which I’d left on SiriusXM the night before – was a voice trying to sell me on a subscription.
You may find it hard to believe, but before last weekend I’d never paddled in Algonquin Park.
Costa Rica is a country at a crossroads with its tourism industry. I spent a week learning more about ecotourism and helping to facilitate a Rainforest and Tropical Science course for Algonquin College in the Ottawa Valley.