Derp derp derp derp derp

Alright, enough of this sentimental fluffle. Time for some plans.

Amanda picked me up last week from where the IAT crosses into Canada, where I was sitting, damp from the morning’s grey drizzle; making friends with folks in US Customs and Immigration…

Reflections: circumnavigating the North Atlantic basin, and other wee things

It’s 11:30pm. Way past bedtime, but I’m packing my things for tomorrow: I’ll start wending my way north from here in Connecticut early tomorrow morning. It is good to be healing, and staph free.