North

That stretch of more than three weeks I had without a trip? It's nearly over. Come Tuesday morning, I'll be bound for the land of not-quite-midnight sun, grizzly attacks, and thirty-five species of mosquito. Yes, folks, it's Alaska time.

I fly from here to Minneapolis, and then to Anchorage. Perhaps I was lulled by the time difference, but I didn't realize until the other day that the second flight is almost six hours long. Yeesh. Good thing I still have a magazine backlog dating to approximately February.

I considered putting a stock photo here, but I think I'll wait until I have some of my own. Shouldn't be long!

(My iPhone? Still on backorder, of course.)