B-I-G

Alaska is huge.

I should have known that everything IN Alaska would be huge.

Jessi's apartment? Huge. Huge master bedroom. Ginornmous bathtub.

The bay? (She won't let me call it the ocean) Huge.

The drive down to Seward today? Hugely beautiful.

The boat we were on to see huge sea lions, big eagles and large mountain goats on the hills over the bay? Huge.

I have not (yet) seen any moose or whales, huge or otherwise. But I'll keep you posted.

I love Alaska. To Jessi's dismay, I love it too much to move up here - "I can't have something like this be my ordinary, everyday experience," I told her, to which I got the you're-crazy-that-makes-no-sense look. "But I don't have any friends up here! You could be my friend up here!" To which she got a shake of my head and a reiteration of why I'm not likely to move to Alaska anytime soon.

Anyway. I'm exhausted, and this is probably nonsensical.

But a final word about sea lions: I love them.

Imagine a place full of men lying around and belching nonstop at each other and eating.

That's what sea lions sound like. I could NOT stop giggling. The park ranger thought I was odd.

Toodles. I'm off in search of moose tomorrow.