Here we are outside the beoootiful Anchorage airport. We had a creepy guy (well, maybe just senial) take the picture... had a little trouble with the button. I didn't know my 5 year old digital was so confusing. But hey, I grew up in the digital era (apparently) so what do I know about those crazy gadgets. But hence the fake smiles.So... our bags are checked. All under 50 pounds... woohoo. Way to widdle down our crapola.
Meghan and her mother Kathy came through as our transportation. Thanks guys! To the Jurica family... thanks for taking care of all of Wes's procrastination problems. He couldn't have done it without you. Thanks to Wes's roommate (or ex roommate rather), Michel, for dealing with Wes's stinky ass for the past 3 years. Glad I could take him off your hands! No problem!
Bye bye midnight sun!
2 comments:
I was asleeping when you called me from the airport. hope your flight was good. Talk to you soon.
thanks for taking his stinky ass from us. we will miss you both.
Dad
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