A sensation of having wet feet woke me up the next morning. The dorm roof was installed in an old greenhouse, and obviously the roof has been leaking for hours, the water dropping on the mattress of my bunk bed. No time to be lazy anyway, it is 8am and we have work to do. […]
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We left with enthusiasm the third day. A shy morning sun made the ponds sparkle and we watched the playful beavers moving around. The wetland extended from both side of the road, interspersed with rickety trees and bushes. Once again, the road put us to the test. The Dalton’s roller coster followed one another in
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The shuttle kept going down the road winding between some of the Alaska hills and let us have a glimpse to the way that we would have to do again on our way back, but this time on two wheels. Soon, the asphalt gave way to a dirt road that shake our convoy. While getting
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It must be a little crazy, to embark on a project such as the one for which we were about to jump on the plane. With some butterflies in the stomach, between excitement and fear, we made our way along the bridge and took our seats in the plane. The trip was relatively long. We
