Rhea ~ Skagway lesson: imagine if you will, being in a teeny town 1 whole mile long, five straight months. With nothing to do but work your a$$ off, drink your a$$ off, eat and fish and hike. Or mess around with other 'summer locals' after an evening of drinking. LMAO! But I digress...Skagway is so tiny, it has a landing strip. They literally hand you a stack of FedEx boxes to hold on your lap when you fly in from Juneau. The closest real store is two hours away in Canada. If you don't get milk from the in-town grocery store on Tuesday when it's delivered, you may well have to go without. And work, the same, day in, day out, you work SO HARD. There's just a little 'The Shining' aspect to it. You are just clawing the walls by the end of the season. We actually made a list of our 'favorite' things that the visitors asked us (sarcastic favorite). Like people would ask us what the elevation was (uh...you just got off a ship...it's like, an inch?). Or did we take american money (uh...yeah, cause Alaska is part of the US)...

But it's cool too, to be able to take a walk at 11pm and it still be light. To be right there at the water. To have fresh shrimp and crab boils. To party your a$$ off. To be totally, TOTALLY safe walking home at 4am, drunk as a skunk. To see the salmon swimming upstream. All that stuff is SO cool. We all still say it, even the people who have done it many more times than I...you're out of your mind by the end of the season (very end of September), but by that next spring, you miss it, and are excited to get there and start it all over again.

Oh, I'm feeling nostalgic...I wanna go to Skagway...

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