There wasn’t any wind whipping around to bite at the exposed skin on my face, but the chill that rose from the packed snow was enough to keep my cheeks and nose red. Patrick and I waited outside the known den of a mother polar bear for about two days. Read More
Day: February 4, 2015
First off, I have a love—hate relationship with Peter Jackson. While his movies are masterpieces, BOB DAM, they are TWO DAMSBobdamit long. During winter break, it took both the flight home and the flight back to watch King Kong. Read More