Here’s the story on kayaking with belugas, and here’s the story behind the story.

Here’s the story on kayaking with belugas, and here’s the story behind the story.
A few years ago, I was on a cruise down the Rhine River, touring the charming medieval village of Rothenburg ob de Tauber in Germany. Rothenburg is a storybook maze of cobblestone streets, uneven lanes, tilted buildings. It’s an impossibly adorable place. I was taking it all in – every wooden doorframe, every surprise cuckoo …
It’s a strange thing to have a career one day and not the next. It’s especially strange when you’re your own boss. But these are strange times, so here we are. I work primarily as a travel writer, and everything just… evaporated in March. Travel itself stopped (and even if it hadn’t, I had no …