Ayayayayaya!!!! What a couple of days. First the sad part. I am not at liberty to say too much but April and Andrew are not in a good place...really not. And after seven years, its just so shocking and so so painful for everyone, but especially my little Doods. She is in so much pain and methinks Andrew is too. Enough said.
We left Glenallen fairly early in the morning. As I said before, we backtracked to Wasilla, so I have already said it all already. We got into Anchorage and shot right through another forty miles to Alyeska Ski Resort. It was truly beautiful and a real treat after some of the places we have been staying in. We had a nice dinner then lazed around in our underwear in our room, some of us without our bra and teeth, 'sigh'...heavenly!!! In the morning we drove around and poked into little roads here and interesting spots there. Sometimes that gets us into trouble! We have been yelled at, chased and outright threatened. Oh well we have seen some crazy stuff on our nosey trips.
We ended up in Anchorage and at a Costco right at lunch time...imagine that! This Costco was the biggest building you ever saw stocked to the ceiling! We had a hayday! Then we bought hot dogs and cherries and left. Now I have to tell you what we ACTUALLY did all day.
Back in Fairbanks we had gone to a Fred Meyer store. In that store they had a fat lady clothing section. I am too big for the tops etc that are in there, but, because I am built just like a first nation's lady, things for the waist down do fit, (no bum and skinnier legs but a huge gut). So I check out their underwear. You see, at home they don't make nylon undies for fat ladies. And guess what? Good old Fred had them and in my size! So I bought a much needed couple of them. A couple of nights later, being out of clean ones and not feeling like washing out some, I put on a pair of the new ones and HOLY HANNAH!!! they were the best undies I have ever owned. Seriously! They are amazing!!!
So, today here in Anchorage, figuring that there must be a Fred Meyer on every corner, seeing as how dinky Fairbanks had two, we started looking for one. Two hundred miles later, and now I am totally familiar with every major street in Anchorage, we couldn't find one to save our soul. We saw every frigging inch of this city and nary a Fred Meyer to be found. They are here...we asked people and got directions, but we never found one. I will have to go to Bellingham when I get home and buy them!!!
So now we are in a Marriott downtown. The parking was 24 bucks and this here wifi 15. After a while you start feeling gouged. Tomorrow we have to have the car back to Avis by 12 noon, and we are being picked up by a shuttle bus out to whittier and onto the Princess Coral. One week to home. I am looking forward to getting there. Theres a little girl I need to hug. TTYL
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