Advertisements It feels like a Sunday, but I’m not quite sure what day of the week it is. I do know that I have a few hours left before I fly home, as my time back in Alaska has come to an end. I head down to Shipcreek, the river that runs through downtown AnchorageContinue reading “Shipcreek”
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