Anchorage-d
The disembarkation from the Sun was super easy, and after a few moments of my freaking out about a missing bag because the port's yellow lights turned our seriously tomato red suitcase orange (my bad), we were on our bus to Anchorage and zipping through another full sun, blue sky, gorgeous scenery day. I think I've mentioned before how wonderfully welcoming and friendly Alaskans have been this whole trip. What I might not have mentioned is how they all clearly love living in Alaska. Some have made a definite life choice to live in the state: they mention a love of the outdoors and the sense of community that is engendered because of the juxtaposition of small population and distance. Others are native Alaskans and simply cannot imagine living anywhere else. Our bus driver fell into this camp. Highly social, filled with information on geography, geology, nature and history, and another storyteller. As non-native Rochesterians, we ofte...