Orientation

My dog, Moya, and I were separated for three days in Ottawa. I had to go and get oriented with the other Fulbrighters in Canada, and Moya had to go to a kennel (because she can't participate in conversation or fill out forms). It was a whirlwind of activity, and I can't really say what either of us did, but when I picked her up we were both exhausted and hoarse. We are currently in New Brunswick at a cottage by a river while we wait for Friday when the last ferry will cross from Nova Scotia to Newfoundland.