Saturday Morning Arrives Again as Saturday Mornings Always Do...
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We awoke (VERY early), docked in Seward. At 6:30 our group was off the boat and ready to go by bus to Anchorage and the airport (a 2.5 hr drive). We got the history of the time a tsunami hit Seward and wiped out the town. Along the way the driver told quaint stories about some of the people who live up there, and even pointed out a moose across the marshes.
At the airport, we were met with an ocean of suitcases and we had to find and collect our own. Fortunately we could check the bags early and we had plenty of time to catch a cab to the local swap meet in town.
We awoke (VERY early), docked in Seward. At 6:30 our group was off the boat and ready to go by bus to Anchorage and the airport (a 2.5 hr drive). We got the history of the time a tsunami hit Seward and wiped out the town. Along the way the driver told quaint stories about some of the people who live up there, and even pointed out a moose across the marshes.
At the airport, we were met with an ocean of suitcases and we had to find and collect our own. Fortunately we could check the bags early and we had plenty of time to catch a cab to the local swap meet in town.
posted by Warm homefires @ 4:45 PM
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