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to the new year

i have made numerous trips to the alaskan City Of Some Lights, anchorage, though considerably fewer now that i live in fairbanks than when i lived in homer.

while the roads from anchorage to either city are terrible in their own personal way, there are fewer living breathing creatures north towards fairbanks and, therefore, a greater chance of the car breaking down in a blizzard and freezing to death on the side of the road at -45°F after my pretty toes fall off and i eat two of my loved ones.

and even with that knowledge firmly planted in my brain (and coming dangerously close to that scenario being played out a few times), i have rarely considered flying.

why spend $200-$300 for a round trip flight when i could risk my life and the lives of others on a treacherous road with no hope of civilization for hundreds of miles?

the delicate item that is my husbands peace of mind is why i am spending $200 flying to anchorage for an extended new years weekend with a brother (or three) who thinks i am a "riot."

i will be without a vehicle, sure: but at least i will keep my pretty toes.