Along the river the current runs swift. Its the place for adventure. To float down the river in adult “floaties” would be serene, calming. Just be prepared. 21 more words
I think a goose stole my sandals. It’s really the only logical explanation.
Last week, it warmed up enough to go paddling. It’s still early enough in the year that the dock had no business being in place so Devin and I dropped our boards off the edge of the deck–Clare took a kayak–and climbed down. 666 more words
As my plans to move to Spain edge ever closer, I’m keen that Sonic Breakfast will still host gig reviews from the UK. My good friend, Paul Champion, has covered a couple in Leicester and now the lovely Katy Adkins reports from Cambridge after a happy Friday night. 937 more words
The newest arrival on the tricity’s food map is the Boathouse. Arguably one of the largest microbreweries in the tricity, it is housed in Elante Mall. 288 more words