Ohayo. Ohayo. New Jersey.

A lot has happened in the last two weeks. I drove to Alaska. Packed up my place in Seattle. And moved to Japan (!). Nothing much really. Lets start with that four day drive from Seattle to Eagle River.

That's a whole lot of road.

The route went a little something like this : Seattle–>Prince George–>Fort Nelson–>Haines Junction–>Eagle River. That’s roughly between 600 and 700 miles a day. Not too shabby. Luckily I had my trusty brother along for the ride to keep me awake (when he wasn’t sleeping), and to assist in driving (a grand total of six hours out of around 45).

It'll be fun. Really!

A driving veteran of 4 months. Heck yes.

After a cautionary word, or novella, from AAA about driving my Jetta (Kyle) on the Alcan (AAA has it’s merits, but, thanks to their anxiety causing “advice”, they can suck it), we were on our way. Everyone always said that the trip was going to be beautiful, and I believed them. However, it wasn’t anything that I had not seen before. Beautiful mountains. A pretty gorge. Some neat lakes. Yawn. Well not really. It was pretty! But the prettiest part by far was the last four hours on road that I had driven before.

Glenallen to Palmer. Like nothing else. You can’t see it, but there is a glacier on the left.

Peace River Gorge. It was pretty...and peaceful. Well except for the copious amounts of grasshoppers stuck in my grill.

Arguably the most notable place in Tok, AK.

I was pretty excited to see these guys.