I’ve been waking up unsure of where I am for the past two weeks (travel, not amnesia.) First stop, Vancouver, to visit friends and be a Bad Auntie to my “niece” Lily. It was a whirlwind 36 hours of good company, a bit of artist/art historian confab, and a whole lot of shopping and good food. Green! Wet! No snow!
Properly skeptical Lily with real uncle Gabe
Next stop, New Orleans. Oh, New Orleans. I know it’s unreasonable to think it would always be as wonderful as it was, but four perfect days of sunny, warm-but-not-hot weather with no set agenda and my sister to wander about with. . . We soaked up the art, ate excellent food from both fancy restaurants and the backs of dark bars, listened to great music, and covered miles of urban hiking admiring the architecture. I’ll be back, and soon.
Then home to Fairbanks, where winter hangs on, and on, and on. I had a quick three days to unpack and repack (sandals out, hats, jackets and art supplies in) before flying out to the Pribilof Islands for three weeks of Artist in the Schools work. I was lucky to make it into St. George without a hassle – it sounds like getting here is frequently iffy, and if you don’t make it in it means nearly three more hours of flying back to Anchorage. (We’ll see how getting out goes!) I’m here through Friday and then scheduled to fly to St. Paul for two weeks.
My current school, if you count the preschoolers is – 12! I love it. Really friendly kids, nice school facility, and we’re already at work. I should have more to show soon.
Now, time to go eat some of that eight dollar cabbage!