Anchorage, AK
I could say something snarky about Alaska, what with all that’s come out if it in the 6 months… but take a look at this:
Beautiful. Freaking unbelievably beautiful. It really does look like that.
We didn’t have much time here, unfortunately, but we were here at the right time. This weekend was the 74th annual Furrondy. Which is short for fur rendevous. I know, fur is murder. Whatever. It’s also warm, which comes in handy up here. It began as a trading rendevous when all the fur traders would meet up to…trade fur, I guess. So there was a fair amount of fur (that’s what she said) and men wearing funny fur hats:
But there were also sled dogs. Sled Dogs!
Granted they weren’t huskies or malamutes, which was only disappointing for a minute, because…comeon…SLED DOGS!
And no Cuba Gooding, Jr. to be seen, which made it even better.
Unfortunately, we weren’t able to see the Running of the Reindeer because our show was scheduled at the same time. It was even more disappointing when I later found out that the Running of the Reindeer is exactly what it sounds like. It’s pretty much the Arctic version of the Running of the Bulls. Seriously. They release reindeer into the streets and people run away from them. You can’t make this stuff up. As far as I’m concerned, Alaska is hereby redeemed.
One day, I’m coming back for the Running of the Reindeer.
Oh, yes… one day…
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