A day off. It means different things to different people. To some, it means catching up on all the meaningless happenings in the world of professional sports, and riding a couch, remote in hand. Couch Potato almost became a nickname for the un-nicknamed Expedition member, but fortunately...
“Ladies and gentlemen, due to engine trouble during the night, the ferry will dock one hour later than expected. Apologies for the delay.” Abi grumbled, “Would’ve been nice to know that earlier.” Keith replied, “I’d rather have engine trouble on a...
Four days in, it felt as though the Expedition would stretch on forever. Not one, but two ferries were on today’s ‘make-it-up-as-we-go’ plan. Just like Abi and I found in Scotland earlier this year, Canada has Secret Cloud Factories too. And just like in Scotland, the...
The next morning, my own personal adventure continued. My reasoning was sound, or at least seemed to be the night before. Crossing the border with a bottle of delicious Macallan would most likely result in a Canadian Border Guard taking it away, then toasting us from his home with our...
In a magazine, this would be one of those annoying sidebars, but blogs don’t have sidebars. I couldn’t come up with an easy way to weave this into the rest of story, so here it is on it’s own. As a way to fit in, Expedition newcomer Unleaded (aka Keith –...