Alaska
July 17 - July 25
- In the morning, we went to a dog sled demonstration. It was pretty interesting, despite the absence of snow...the sleds were modified with small wheels so that the dogs could pull them.
We departed Denali N.P. and headed north/east to Fairbanks, where we were flying from to Memphis the following day. Once in Fairbanks, we checked into the Hampton Inn off the interstate (well, highway). - A nice lady on the plane from Memphis to Fairbanks had told Nick about the University of Alaska Museum. She recommended going if we had time. So, since we had time today, we opted to check it out.
The newest addition to the museum had quite the assortment of exhibits, ranging from Native Alaskan art to a room called "The Place Where You Go To Listen," which was essentially a light and sound show tuned to the seismic activity of the Earth in real time. The older part of the museum was really just a mess, we thought. It appeared that everything that was in the museum before the addition had been shoved into one gallery and then signs and placards were placed on the stuff to try to teach you things. Not to mention the extreme oldness of the busload of people that were there. They enjoyed walking in front of us and stopping to look at an exhibit...right in front of us. Multiple times. We couldn't handle it anymore, so we went outside for a photo op.
- After leaving the museum, we went downtown to find out what there was to do. The answer is 'not much.'
We walked around for a while and finally went into a bar called Mecca. The locals there stared us down while we ordered and drank a beer. They were all buying pull tabs (a version of the lottery) and swearing/yelling loudly. We had only one beer - that was plenty of time spent there. 
- After that we decided to go back to the Pump House bar/restaurant that we had gone to the first day of the trip. We had several beers and played pool for a while before heading back to the hotel.
- After getting back to the hotel, we ate and then watched television. The next morning we packed everything up, headed to the airport and back to the god-awful heat of the Memphis summer.
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