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In Alaska now....
Jun. 23rd, 2004 12:08 amAnd sweating my butt off. Yikes. It's about 80 here, and nothing has A/C.
The trip was fine. Well, except for the two children under two in the row in front of me. And in the row behind me. And in the row across from me. That was not fun, especially at the three-hour mark, when all of then decided to throw tantrums.
I love the direct flights, though. Saves me from having to relive that experience multiple times. Although there was the sprint from one end of the Anchorage terminal to the other, because our plane came in late. Oy.
The approach into Anchorage took us over Valdez and Cook Inlet. Every time, I'm struck by the land's appearance, and how insignificant words are when describing it. Picture rows upon rows upon rows of snow-covered mountains, stretching to the horizon. The snow only fading into brown and then green as it approaches Cook Inlet. The wrinkled, gnarled land, just there. So much of it, and humans barely noticeable. Just amazing.
Anchorage to Fairbanks, our path was too far out to see Denali properly. Bummer. I'll see if I can see it from my favorite ridge tomorrow.
Barndad has a digital camera, so I shall see about getting pictures and posting them.
The trip was fine. Well, except for the two children under two in the row in front of me. And in the row behind me. And in the row across from me. That was not fun, especially at the three-hour mark, when all of then decided to throw tantrums.
I love the direct flights, though. Saves me from having to relive that experience multiple times. Although there was the sprint from one end of the Anchorage terminal to the other, because our plane came in late. Oy.
The approach into Anchorage took us over Valdez and Cook Inlet. Every time, I'm struck by the land's appearance, and how insignificant words are when describing it. Picture rows upon rows upon rows of snow-covered mountains, stretching to the horizon. The snow only fading into brown and then green as it approaches Cook Inlet. The wrinkled, gnarled land, just there. So much of it, and humans barely noticeable. Just amazing.
Anchorage to Fairbanks, our path was too far out to see Denali properly. Bummer. I'll see if I can see it from my favorite ridge tomorrow.
Barndad has a digital camera, so I shall see about getting pictures and posting them.
