our last days in alaska were by far the kookiest. on our way to talkeetna, we drove by an incredible old igloo building, which most definitely hadn't been used in a long while. the windows were boarded up and i'm sure it wasn't glowing white like it used to. there was a small hole to get inside, but it looked terrifying so none of us dared enter. as we drove on we finally reached talkeetna, a town whose mayor is a cat. an actual pet cat. we spent a lot of time hanging by the river, in which we nearly lost our only key to the rental car. I also discovered that claire is a ping pong queen.
