A delayed take on Northern Exposure.
It’s not exactly like the show would lead you to believe. I’ve yet to see a moose wander down the road, and there are more t-shirts than flannels, no snow, and no log cabins. ….Though in all fairness, I am visiting the city in the summer.
We kind of split our trip into three parts: city, mountains, and water. So let’s start in the city, with a trip to farmer’s market.
It was more of a touristy kinda market than a farmers-buy-some-produce kinda market, fully equipped with an elvis impersonator.
I try to make it a point to grab a jar of honey wherever I’m at – Anchorage has a bunch of fireweed honey.
Rick tells us that everyone has two cars in Anchorage, the winter truck with studded tires that can rove over the snow, and then the summer car…
Speaking of odd transportation, Alaskans have the highest pilots per capita as well. 1 person in 64 has their license and 1 in 74 has their own plane. Or at least my father in law tells me. Regardless, tons of sea planes.
Ann and Rick know us well, and made sure that we did the rounds of microbreweries in Anchorage. The beer was the first thing that reminded me that alaska is technically part of the sisterhood with oregon and washington in the pac northwest.
The Anchorage art museum was full of really interesting info about Alaska, as well as some both traditional and contemporary Alaskan art.
We jumped into a tour group, where the guide was so passionate and expressive, it was hard to not pay attention.
Contemporary take on the magpie…
…for comparison…
Anchorage:
Obligatory Selfie:
Michelle, I’ve got to say- your writing style is wonderful. I just spent about 2.5 hours of my work day reading your site and don’t even feel all that guilty about it. It’s that good!!
-Jill