The TAT family just returned from a Christmas Break in the Lower 48. It was quite the journey.
We ended up with an eight hour layover in the Anchorage airport. I had booked a hotel and a rental car, but when we landed there was four inches of fresh snow and counting. Steve took one look at the weather and decided he was not driving in it.
So, we slept in the family nursery that was blessedly shielded from the typical airport announcements (“The local time is three-thirty…”)
We landed in Nome about noon and hauled our eight pieces of luggage over to Bering Air. That’s when the fun really started.