Here’s the map of where I’m going today.
I’m spending the night in Anchorage, then arriving in Valdez Saturday afternoon, just in time for the fun to start.
The map is deceptive: the distance from Miami to Los Angeles is within a mile of the distance from Los Angeles to Anchorage, at least in terms of direct flight, and according to the airline, the flying time is the same; 5 hours and 20 minutes. I am hoping my upgrade requests come through and that the battery in my Kindle holds out.
I’ll do my best to try to post when I’m there but I have no idea what the internet connections will be like along the way or what my schedule will be like.
I do know that the climate there is a little different than what I’m used to. The record high in Valdez for June 7 is 68 F, and the forecast reminds me of June in northern Michigan.
That’s okay. I’ve got a nice sweater and jacket, and after the heat and humidity we’ve been getting here in South Florida, it will be a nice change.
For the record, Valdez in not the farthest north I’ve ever been. That honor goes to the airport outside Reykjavik, Iceland in 1986 on the way back from Europe on Iceland Air. It is the farthest west; prior to this trip that honor went to a Starbucks in downtown Seattle. It is the farthest I’ve gone to see a performance of a play of mine: “A Moment of Clarity” goes up Thursday afternoon at 3 pm AKDT. Let me know if you can make it and I’ll try to save you a seat.