Alaska Day 1 and Day 2

Well, the first day was just the usual getting settled in. We had dinner and I hit the sack early, which caused me to wake at 4:30 to full sunshine. Thank god for black out curtains.

The next day, we woke ate our complimentary breakfast and headed off to the Saturday market. They had every cliche Alaskan item ever and food: reindeer corndogs, salmon quesadillas, and funnel cake. I was in Hog Heaven. Here is me wearing some type of dead animal on my head.

After, the market we continued down the Kenai Pennisula toward Seward. Having no agenda we decided to see some glaciers. First we stopped at Portage, with the hoards of tour bus's carrying Japanese tourists. Luckily for us, they were more than willing to take out picture. Not outside with the glacier mind you, it was too frakin cold and the wind was like 30 mph. Crazy. Instead we viewed it from some glassed in room in the visitor center. Here is Cory and I at the visitor center. He kept trying to get me to feel up smoky the bear for the pic.

Next, we went to exit glacier. You can walk right up to the glacier to a certain point. Then there is a rope. Cory said we had come all this way that we weren't going to let some falling ice and the man keep us down. So, we ducked under the rope partitioning us off and got an up close view. It is amazing. I think you'll agree it was worth risking the fine. It was the most amazing blue, I have ever seen.

On the way out to thee parking lot. We took some video of our black bear encounter.

We has intended to camp on Day 2 and their was a nice city campground on the water in Seward, but it was raining. i can rough it, but even I don't like to camp in the rain. So Cory negotiated a budget hotel with a view of the water for ninety dollars. We went to the Yukon Bar after we ate dinner. They were ALaSKA, yes a ska band in Alaska playing standards. I guess that is about as far from Jaimaica as possible. Several people in the bar confused me with a local who lives in a blue house, but then told us we definitely had to come back the next night to see Hobo Jim, a true Alaskan experience.

I travel a lot; I hate having my life disrupted by routine. ~Caskie Stinnett