Photo Essay

Staying Afloat

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For nearly six months, I was fortunate enough to live in a tent, on top of a boat, that was part of a flotilla of homemade vessels, traveling from Minneapolis to New Orleans down the length of the Mississippi River.

The company consisted of mostly young travelers, living within the means of nothing and being very proficient at it. Dirty, poor, and often pungent folk. But also the most intelligent, friendly, caring, selfless and trustworthy individuals I have ever come to know.

I do miss the river and the journey, but I miss these people most of all.

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