Meeting my baby in Vancouver

Vancouver was waiting, and so were the Canada Customs and Immigration officers at the airport, when we arrived exhausted and euphoric at somewhere after midnight.  Brian had been up for 44 hours straight, or maybe more, and I had only… Read More ›

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Getting back to North America

After nearly two years on the road, we have finally reached the end of our planned travel in South America. We could go on and on, I think, as far as riding this continent or moving on to others.  There… Read More ›

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