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So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
When I'm walking under stars / I covet all the waning hours — Neko Case, Tightly |
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Anchorage Airport provides public internet access, although it appears to be port 80 only — no email, or instant messaging.
Running the ring of security here was pretty stringent. Boots off, everything in separate containers. My wonderfully luggable Patagonia Burrito Suiter garment bag is sitting in the hold, thanks to a single stick of deoorant. Welcome to the new world.
Especially when the Homeland Security Terrorist alert level here at Ted Stephens International Airport is Orange.
Orange.
Prudhoe bay in 4 hours, after two stops. The first in Fairbanks, the second in Barrow.
Alpine, Alaska is the land of 24 hour darkness. My ultimate destination. My Ultima Thule. For now.
Posted by skooter at 6:46 AM
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This entry is tagged: Alaska, Homeland Security, Politics