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I liked Alaska but not the people.
Beautiful landscape, salmon everything everywhere, they were hopping waterfalls and sizzling in frying pans, and even flopping in dog food bowls there is so many of them, reindeer bacon, whales spouting in the Knik, and icebergs floating in the same, only to be stranded at low tide, crystal blue in the moonlight at night, bighorn sheep the size of cars, dandelions as tall as me (I'm only 5'6"). And then there's the Birdhouse (my business card is one of millions stapled to the ceiling).
But...Alaskans drunk and passed out in the parks in the summer, and sleeping in the hotel hallways in the winter, waiting for their oil royalty checks and then going to buy booze to pass out in the parks again, hookers wearing huge parkas but still street walking when it's zero degrees or colder...weird place.
Welcome.
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