I bailed on the guys this year and decided I’d rather stay home than sleep under the stars, swim next to ice bergs, drink expensive wine and share dark secrets like how to make the best potato cannon. I said, “Look, I want to be alone.” They said, “Look, we’re coming to your house to patch your kitchen ceiling, stack your two cords of wood, and clean out your barn.”
So it’s nice to see that someone went on canoe trip in Maine this year.



