Hey friends, it's been a while! I'm writing you now from the public library in Okemah, Oklahoma, the birthplace of Woody Guthrie. They've got air-conditioning (it's blazing outside), wireless internet, and shelves full of information, all free for the public…

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I'm writing you from the lovely Paintbox Lodge in Canmore, Alberta, where we played the first show of our prairie tour last night. There's still snow on the ground outside, but spring's unquestionably in the air, my…

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G'day from the underside of this big ol' globe! I'm writing you from the passenger seat of our overpriced and rather vocal rental van Roary, as Bram pilots us northward along the Pacific Highway toward Brisbane. He, Mellissa…

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I know I'm about to strain your credulity, but this here's a rare breed of Hobo Travelogue: the short and on-time kind. Is that even a species of Hobo Travelogue, dear readers? I'm talking some serious cryptozoology here. 

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Hey friends, I'm writing you my parents' place just outside Edmonton, and I can't tell you how good it feels to be home. I trust this Christmas finds you in good company, whether enjoying the flush of summer on the…

Good day to you, friends, whatever time zone you're in. I woke up in Amsterdam yesterday to the news that Donald Trump's been elected President. I checked outside, though, and it turns out the world's still here. The birds are…

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I trust this finds you flourishing, wherever it finds you. As is often the case in summertime, I've been way too busy living to get around to writing about it. But while I'm home in Edmonton, and…

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I'm writing you from my soon-to-be-former home in East Vancouver, where I've been enjoying an unprecedented amount of uninterrupted downtime. It's been so good that I'm kinda wishing I had another month of it. Who knew staying in…