A farewell from a fine Bangladeshi family, my hosts in Tampa. Arjuna from Dominican Republic bid me goodbye at the airport. I flew off with perfect walking weather behind. As I have written, swimming was another dream.
At Air Canada Jazz flight 1245, I reached my seat. I didn’t anticipate to use the screen in front of me, but I couldn’t resist watching a documentary, 500 Days In the Wild by filmmaker Dianne Whelan. She embarked on a journey paddling, cycling, and walking the longest t