I rarely get homesick. Sure, there are moments in my travels when I think, "yes, I'm ready to go back now," but these thoughts are always more epiphanous than sad. But for the past three weeks, I've had a stubborn cough and flu that just won't go away, and I've never missed Canada more.  

Here in...

My brother Mark and I looked down at the disheveled lump lying on the cot. It looked pitiful amongst the borrowed blankets and pillows, eyes peering above the covers, and uttered the phrase all travelers in a foreign country dread hearing: “I need to go to the hospital.”

It was about 12:30 a.m....

A sleepless last night on the Mahalo 2 was not what the doctor ordered... I woke from my post-breakfast nap with my left eye swollen, tearing, and barely able to open. My glands were shouting "help me" and my body felt like it had been run over by the boat's engine. Just a quick look at me and I'm...