My sidekick Lucy and I were invited to a leadership class on Cortes Island in British Columbia (Canada). At first glance, this is an incredible opportunity. But now that we’re en route, it occurs to us that we may be being sent to rehab. Maybe it’s my own guilty conscience or maybe the subtle reference from the “training center” that we can only wear slippers in the “lodge” tipped us off. The point is we’re scared and dashed into The Pike pub before boarding the seaplane for perhaps a last pint of courage.
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