Every year I swear I will never spend another summer in the city. Every year. And this year was no different. But here I am, stuck in the city, again.
Summer is just really kicking in. The cicadas are starting to buzz, the nights are getting stickier, and the sweet smell of garbage juice hangs in the air. Ah!
If I have to stay in the city, I’ve decided to make myself useful, cruising Craig’s List for a gently used canoe…