Photo of the Playshop group by Eric Christianson
The weekend started with a rutted road marked by a “Hostel in The Forest” sign, partially consumed by the forest itself. Despite pulling off a well travelled road, the sandy, rutted driveway we crept along made the ensuing adventure apparent. It was the first time work trade traveler Gus and I had visited the Hostel. For Marc, it was yet another place he calls home.
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