3265.5 Miles From Home

Sitting in the indigenous art room of Anchorage airport, I just calculated that I am 3265.5 miles from Albany. And somehow I still have 2 more flights to go before reaching my final destination of Skagway, a former gold rush town turned top cruise port located along the Inside Passage of the Alaskan Gulf.

Surprised I was physically capable of walking, I just got off a 7 hour flight from Chitown. The best part of the flight was that I had a window seat. The worst part of the flight was that I had a window seat. I was able to see the Canadian Rockies, still covered in a ton of snow (spring skiing?), massive retreating ice fields, and azure glacial lakes, which was all amazing. Unfortunately, I was seated between two retired men who were headed to an undisclosed location for a week of sock-eyed salmon fishing who managed to complete several REM-cycles throughout flight, preventing me from standing the entire ride.

I have been traveling for nearly 15 hours exactly and still have another 6 to go before reaching Juneau. Luckily, one of my good friends from school lives in Juneau and works as a "flightseeing" guide, and was able to put me up for the night. I have never looked forward to sleeping on a couch this much!

More pictures to come- I forgot to pack my USB cord in my carry-on. Eskimo kisses!