My first flight -- Fort St. John.

I had my first flight. Mommy did an outreach clinic up north, in Fort St. John. Mommy, PorPor, auntie Arlene and I went... it was like going to camp! We stayed at the hotel across the street from the hospital. Mommy was there each day from 8 am to midnight with visits every so often.

Pictures of the town to come!

Auntie Arlene has never seen such a quiet town. We celebrated her birthday up there.