Alaska, Day 1
Drove from Laramie to DIA; flew DIA to Dallas and barely made my flight from Dallas to Anchorage. I've never run that fast in my life, let alone run that fast while hauling so much luggage with me. I dodged, I swerved, I veered and ducked. The only thing I didn't have to do was hurdle. Thank goodness. And I made it. Seven hours from Dallas to Anchorage sitting with Juanita and Bob from Florida who shared a turkey sandwich with me, and I arrived in time to have dinner with Jessi and Jeremiah at the Brewhouse downtown and to take in the Tony Knowles Coastal Trail while enjoying some of the late-night sunlight that never ceased to totally freak me out the entire time I was up there.
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