Amy & Eros in Alaska

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Anticipation

Amy's Saturday:

Thanks to all of you that have posted comments thus far - Tina and Michelle get a gold star for cool blog-person code names. You guys rock.

Today was more run-around preparing for our students and not really knowing what's going on. We're pretty much used to this by now, and as long as we can figure out which campus location to get our three square meals a day we don't get cranky.

It's our last night to go out and consume alcohol since this is strictly verboten by the rules, so we're going to do that. As you can see from our photos, earlier today we practiced driving the camp bus, which we promptly drove to the local campus reindeer farm. There are little baby reindeer right now, and I plan on petting them once I figure out how to navigate the tricky hotwire fence. We stopped by a little bluegrass show which was cool and very chill, and in a little bit we're going to try to find a bar. This is tricky since bars here seem to take three forms:

1) Chilled-out hippie bar
2) Local bar where they beat up non-locals
3) Big icky club full of horny military people from the many surrounding bases. One has a cage for gyrating females to dance in

We'll probably head to the hippie bar so we don't get a) beat up, or b) locked in a gyration cage.

Also, you Chicagoans can take pride that many Alaska people think that we're all pretty hardcore for enduring Chicago winter. Apparently a "wet winter" with wind is horrific, far worse than a 50 below "dry winter" with six feet of nice powdery snow. I figured they'd find us to be pretty lame. Not so.

2 Comments:

At 3:07 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

there must be a non-locals bar where they beat up locals. must be. where you have to show your mosquito-bites to get in.

 
At 6:55 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Amy Lou! Now I understand your hair color of choice. What a beautiful picture, great contrast. Hope your hippie bar didn't corrupt you too much. Actually, you two are more hippie than you may think, which is a good thing. I'd rather see that than yippie (oops, I mean yuppie)!

 

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