It's Thursday, and I've got about two more weeks to go. I leave for the banks of the Kuskokwim River on August 2. In that short time, I need to wrap up my law practice, take a Praxis exam (the dread of all good people), and mail a bunch more packages to Alaska. For some Quixotic reason, I have decided in this 56th year of my life to go and teach junior high students in a village called Napaskiak, in Western Alaska. I'm excited...
A word about the title. It's not as silly or as tasteless as the others that my friends and I came up with, and it is literally true. Metaphorical travel lanes include the airways and the mighty Kuskokwim river. I think that they'll do just fine for my needs.
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