Packed for adventure
35 pounds of checked luggage. Obviously I still had some packing to do, as in 15 more pounds worth! Ha. It's all good. As you'll see, my day wear and evening wear shall be eerily similar.
Catching seabirds? Count me in, please. Love, the cat.
Departure
Tears were shed (ugh, always the toughest part of any departure), and the hugs were strong with my not-so-little guy. He packed for camp while I finished my packing, which he thought was "cool". "We're both packing, Mom! It feels like we're moving." We just returned from a week-long baseball tournament in Tennessee, so yesterday was a day of unpacking, errands, laundry and re-packing. At 12, Ian already recognizes how much you change on the inside when you go somewhere, and then how you see things differently upon return. Pretty cool conversation to have.
The skies are beautiful this morning, and I've met a couple who are also headed to Anchorage, so I already have travel mates. Alexis has procured our rental digs and my travel permit to the island, so she's making it easy for my side of prep.
Today's tweet
Raleigh => Chicago => Anchorage => Nome. Tomorrow, Nome => Savoonga. Bittersweet balance between missing family and exploring anew. #AlaskaBound
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