Although I still have a few posts about Hawaii that I’ll be making in the coming days, I have moved on to the other non-contiguous state in America rather quickly. After more than ten months away, it feels great to be back in the Last Frontier. To be honest though, I’m only spending my time in Anchorage, Alaska’s largest city, so I’m not experiencing the Alaska that I came to know and love from 2010-2012.
While living in “the Bush”, I remember people saying things like, “Anchorage isn’t Alaska” or “Anchorage is just 15 minutes from Alaska.” These are understandable phrases now that I’ve gotten to spend more time in Anchorage than just passing through the airport. Anchorage is a medium-sized city when compared to most cities in the United States, but for Alaska, Anchorage is huge, boasting more than half of the entire states population. In the last week, I’ve grown accustomed to the bustling city life, the majesty of the surrounding mountains, and the seemingly adventurous/outdoorsy spirit that seems to exist between the concrete and the skyscrapers. I also like the fact that Anchorage has a direct flight to Chicago.
I’m currently staying with one of my friends from my first stint in Alaska. He works as a reporter at a local TV station here. One night, we were walking by the station as the 10pm newscast was underway and we decided to poke our heads inside to see what was going on. Somehow, I ended up being on the show:
From two years of radio to two minutes of television…all in a days work? Eh…
The transition from 3,000 to 300,000 population over the last week hasn’t disheartened me too much, and I’ve noticed no real difficulties adjusting to the lack of darkness either. I guess I’ve still got a little Alaskan in me…and to be honest, I’m happy it’s only 65 degrees, me and 90 degree weather just don’t get along that well.
Just wanted to give a quick update. More soon.