Alaska, My Love Affair

I know I've mentioned that I went to college in Alaska. Sometimes I start missing it and dig out all of my old pictures. That gave me the idea for this post. Now I can just come to my blog to remember.

Growing up in Texas I somehow fell in love with Alaska...or the idea of Alaska. I had never been there. I would go to bookstores by myself just to sit down and browse through those big Alaska coffee table books. Luckily for me, in Alaska, out of state tuition is nearly the same as in state tuition and after a little bit of bugging, researching the financial aspect, etc., I convinced my parents to let me go. My mom walked me to the terminal (this was a few weeks before 9-11) and said her goodbye. I boarded the plane for a place I had never been and where I knew no one. I landed in Anchorage with one hockey bag full of belongings and another hockey bag full of hockey equipment, hailed a taxi, and headed for my new home. 

I lived in the on campus apartments at UAA. Two of my roommates, one from Sand Point, Alaska, and one from Nome would become two of my best friends. My other roommate (from Wisconsin), a gymnast on the school team (lol), would become one of my worst enemies. Just kidding. Well, we had our differences. Anyway, I made friends, always trying to get them to take me to their home towns (I had no car but wanted to see as much as possible). There was a lot of fun had, many adventures, too many to write about here...