Into the woods, with chai. A few weeks ago, a group of journalists, half from the Telegraph-Journal, half from the CBC and one government PR guy, piled into two cars and drove to Nova Scotia, not to uncover a scoop or spill any trade secrets, but to have some good old beer, lobster, sunny patio chats. And that is what we did. Here are some pics! Reid is the only one who dares take the plunge into the frosty ocean. Once you get to the m.

My humble beach hut, with open-air bathroom in the back. The other four days were pure tropical bliss, leaving plenty of time for beaches, sun, fishing, exploring the jungle, meeting locals, and eating seafood. Instead, I tried my luck at the fish market, where a local fisherman and his crew agreed to take me fis.