A brief introduction that you can absolutely skip, the review will follow: This summer as I criss and crossed my home province and the neighbouring one- dodging wildfires, construction, tourists, pack of elk or goats standing in the middle of the highway playing chicken with Alberta truckers, it was the not-so-sultry-but-very-sarcastic tones of a Carl Hiaasen novel that filled my car. I like Carl Hiaasen, don’t get me wrong, but at the beginning of the summer I had read three of his books in my […]
Summer Road Trips: Listening to Carl Hiaasen books because he’s the only author my husband and I agree on
Bad Monkey by Carl Hiassen

