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Entries in self portrait (8)

Tuesday
Aug272013

The dark and rain out there 

To most viewers, there would be nothing striking or unusual about this scene. But to me, it is striking to look at this window and see pitch-dark beyond. Such a short time ago, I could look at this window at any time of day or night and there would be light beyond. Plus, it was the sunniest, warmest, hottest, summer we have ever had up here. Now I hear a hard, cold, rain coming down.

Monday
Aug262013

On our way to the expensive dinner

Just as I said we would, Margie have and I have gone out for our most expensive meal of the year. It cost us $24 just to enter the restaurant. immediately after we entered we came upon the pre-dinner mirror. Kind of made us wonder if we should eat at all.

Thursday
Aug222013

Logbook: Barrow to Wasilla, entry 2: Exhausted man on a jet

After a long time spent sitting inside the plane that came in late on a delayed arrival, we encountered a second delay caused by an "aircraft swap" in Anchorage. We had to sit on the tarmac and wait for the swapped plane from Anchorage to land before we could take off from Barrow. The incoming plane had to be at least 100 miles out and maybe even 200 or more but that must have been deemed too close for safety at an uncontrolled airport.

I was so exhausted I laid my head against the window and closed my eyes. Finally, we began taxing to the runway. I kept my eyes closed while inside my head the gospel numbers from the funerals and singspirations continued in full strength and Inupiaq spirit. I became aware we were flying but still I did not open my eyes. After what seemed like half-an-hour, I opened my eyes and looked out the window, expecting to see the Brooks Range mountains below, or maybe the tops of clouds. I was startled to see the Barrow taxiway and to discover we still sat at the entrance to the runway. I was even more startled to see the swapped out Alaska Airlines jet suddenly shoot past on the runway as it decelerated after landing. We waited for it to clear the runway and then we took off.

I will have to wait to post this self portrait of exhausted me until we land in Anchorage - just as I must wait to post failed entry 1 until we land.

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