Juneau The Deal

So, I think I am liking this Trav buddy thing...but it is hard to reminisce about trips that were so long ago.  Therefore, I think I need to make a disclaimer that some of the facts in these journals may be a little overinflated or just pure fiction.  That's a defense mechanism of mine.  If I didn't do anything exciting, well...I just lie and say that I did.

So on with the story...

First thing I did in Juneau, Alaska was get into a bare knuckled fighting match with an aligator.  Now I know what your saying.  "How lucky of you to see an aligator when they are not indiginous to Alaska!"  And let me tell you, I agree!  But let me be honest, they flew in the aligator for the match.  It was billed as "The Thrilla in Jeanau, Alaska.

"  Pretty catchy, if I do say so myself. 

After that, (here is where the truth begins) my wife and I went on a whale watching expedition.  Now that was freakin' amazing.  The guides warned us that it was the slow season, but it was a hot spot of whale activity that day.  Whale after whale kept surfacing.  We even saw a mom and a baby whale, also known as a "mini whale" in scientific communities, playing by jumping halfway out of the water and falling back in on their backs.  I am talking some Discovery Channel type shit.  It was an outing that I will not soon forget.  I may soon embellish upon the memory, but I will not forget it.

After that, I stopped world hunger.

All tuckered out from putting a cease to global famine, we elected to take a bus ride around the town.

  Juneau was alright.  The nightlife was kind of dead, but that may be because they have 20 hours of daylight there.  I don't really know if they have 20 hours, but I know somewhere in Alaska it stays light all the time at certain periods of the year.  Remember, I am also the fella that is claiming to have fed all the starving kids in China.  Sorry to all the moms-to-be out there.  Can't use that line anymore on your stubborn kids as they sit steadfast in opposition to their plates of spinach.  Anyway, during the bus trip we had a chance to look at a huge glacier.  It was big.  Blue.  Full of ice.  I hear it is retracting.  All these scientists are making a big deal about the recessing of the glaciers and global warming and how the world is in a climatic change.

Well let me tell you something.  I stood there for a good 20 minutes and that big block of ice didn't move an inch.  And global warming.  Not for nothing, but it was cold as hell out there.  I didn't feel any warming going on in Alaska.  Science, shmi-ence!  That's what I say!

At the conclusion of the bus ride, we headed back for our cruise liner.  That's what I like about Alaska.  You really get the opportunity to rough it out in the frigid wilderness.  For example, when I returned back to my room the attendant hadn't made one of those cute elephants yet with my towels.  And then, if that wasn't enough, I had to wait more than two minutes for my first alcoholic drink.  I feel lucky to have escaped the frigid tundra with my life.

And lastly, right before I fell asleep for a quick nap as the ship was departing from port...I figured out the meaning of life.

Stay tuned for the next journal and I'll tell ya all about it.  Here's a sneak preview: it ain't all that complicated.