A little over a year ago, I was in Alaska and I was miserably sick with walking pneumonia. The skies were cloudy, slush was everywhere, and I still liked it. However, it was hard to enjoy due to my illness. Not being able to see the landscape was a huge disappointment.
This time around, we had two beautiful, clear days in Anchorage and I am in Seward now, moments away from taking a whale-watching cruise. I am super happy to be here. The only tiny downside is enforced companionship with one of the research team (we drove down to Seward together and are taking the boat ride together). She might not be my first choice for a traveling companion but she's pleasant, we are getting along, and she is easy going. I realize that I prefer traveling alone--what a solitary creature I am! Is that bad or wrong? Oh well.
I am taking pictures selectively and I'll put together a nice photo post when I get home. I'm going to Seattle on Monday for two nights. I'm looking forward to that too.
Grateful for: seeing the world.