My Life Is Weird

There are days when I wake up and wonder to myself how I’ve managed to end up where I am. Don’t get me wrong; this isn’t a case of waking up with regrets, or not recognizing the work I put in to accomplish some of the things I’ve accomplished. It’s more the case that I feel I have…

Make Muskrat Right

Over the past year I’ve had the immense honour and pleasure of travelling to the community of Rigolet in Nunatsiavut, Labrador to help develop a community designed web and mobile application to track the things that are fundamentally important to the people who live there. And if you’ve been keeping up with my posts, you’ll know…

A Summer By The Numbers

It’s been roughly a week since I returned home from an epic summer adventure that had me flying through numerous time zones, visiting multiple countries, and spending most of my time expecting to wake up from some fantastic dream. And while I’ve tried over the past 4 months to document my travels and the effect…

Rigolet In Three Acts

Early Wednesday morning I said goodbye to Ashlee and Jamie, as I made my way to the Goose Bay airport with Sheri to begin the first leg of our journey home. As I stood in line waiting to get my boarding passes, I couldn’t help but think how quickly our research trip to Rigolet and…

The Space Between

Today and tomorrow – that’s all that remains of my Leave For Change mandate with the Agricultural Research and Extension Trust (ARET) of Malawi. Two working days with which to finalize a set of deliverables, including a final report full of recommendations and ideas for partnerships that is intended to provide a path towards a…

Malawi – The Warm Heart Of Africa

I awoke yesterday morning discombobulated, groggy, and feeling as if gravity and the weight of the blankets that made up my sleepy-time cocoon would be too much for me to overcome. Yawning, I tried to blink the sleep away, stretching to will myself awake. Slowly it dawned on me that I was waking up in…

Scotland – The Land Where Scotch Grows

After a mostly uneventful flight – save for the screaming night terrors – I safely arrived in Glasgow, Scotland via Dublin, Ireland some time on Sunday morning.

That Time I Got A Massage

Over the last four or five days, I’ve been waking up noticing that my back has been feeling tighter and tighter. Sadly, despite all of the stretching and moving I’ve been doing, I just haven’t been able to loosen up. I think it may have something to do with the hotel bed in which I’m…

My Adventures In Dalian – Week 2

This weekend at home marks the first long weekend of the summer season. And even though I’m missing out on that, I’ve managed to enjoy a long weekend here in Dalian as well.

How Do You Gird Your Loins?

Just over a week ago, while having dinner with Ashlee, Oliver, and Alex at Pizza Delight in Happy Valley-Goose Bay, our conversation led to an interesting topic that clearly demanded scientific inquiry.

I Miss You Rigolet

On Sunday afternoon, Oliver and I packed our bags and boarded the first of three planes that would take us from Rigolet – our home-away-from-home for the past week – back to Guelph. Boo. All sorts of boo. I may have separation anxiety.

To Rigolet, And Beyond

After three flights, and a crashed wedding party, Oliver and I have arrived in Rigolet, Nunatsiavut. 

Because 2015 Is The New 2014

Rick and I are still enjoying the comforts of our fancy-pants hotel in Kathmandu. We’ve just finished eating breakfast in bed (because fancy-pants hotel), and are contemplating venturing out to wander the streets of the Thamel district to get some delicious coffee from Himalayan Java. It’s a rough life, but someone has to live it.

Because Namche Bazar To Tengboche

Written yesterday, posted today, because time travel is weird. I awoke at 2:30 this morning because apparently even when I’m on vacation hiking in the Himalayan mountains, 5 hours of sleep is plenty.

Because Stevie

On Tuesday eve I was able to cross off another item from my Not So Bucket List. To be honest, I never actually expected to cross this item off of my list since, in some way, it was completely out of my control. In fact, it seemed far more likely that it would stay on my list, taunting me for…