My New Keyboard Is Wearing a Condom
My Apple Magic Keyboard gave up on spaces, so I replaced it with an iClever BK10 Max — and now its silicone cover is weirding me out.
A naked, brutally honest, frequently sarcastic blog about blindness, travel, adrenaline, music, guide dogs, and the pursuit of good coffee.
My Apple Magic Keyboard gave up on spaces, so I replaced it with an iClever BK10 Max — and now its silicone cover is weirding me out.
Air Canada put Braille row numbers on its planes — in the one place a blind passenger would never think to look.
Comparing the 1989 Dusted album version of Hey Jealousy with the polished New Miserable Experience hit — same song, different energy.
The bits that didn't make the finished cut — terrible coffee, a cancelled train, a waitress for whom customer service was clearly a legal imposition, and a friend photographing every square inch of Canada.
The last stop — Québec City, all cobbled streets and French atmosphere, a waterfall taller than Niagara's Horseshoe Falls, and copperwork I got to feel with my own hands.
Montréal — a confidently bilingual city, with a rooftop pool, a speedboat fighting the St. Lawrence, and bagels New York should be nervous about.
Niagara's roar, the calm of Lake Ontario, and the day I built a theme park trip around a park that was closed.
First stop on the Canada trip — Vancouver, where the mountains meet the sea and the Pacific Northwest forgot to rain.