Well, that’s it. I’m done. Fin. No more workie-workie, and no more Alaska.
I left the Great Land (as they like to call it) this morning, and I have to admit, I was a little sad. I really didn’t think I would be, but I was. Despite all of the crappy things that happened (read: the poorly behaved tourists and my lack of a desirable schedule, creepy neighborhood action, etc.), I really enjoyed my summer. Alaska is beautiful. It’s hard to even compare the landscape to anything else. It really is amazing. I realized that when I flew into Seattle, and I saw Mt. Rainier, and I was somewhat under-whelmed. That mountain’s got nothin’ on Denali!
So, I guess it was a good summer after all. I’m going to miss the last frontier. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be homeward bound (sort of), but there was a part of me that started feeling like Alaska was home. (Granted, it was the kind of home where you only have plastic utensils and a baking sheet making it a frustrating home that forced me into eating a steady diet of crap, but it was still home.) And to that I say, adios, ney, hasta luego Alaska…I’m sure I’ll see you again.
