Day 2-Alaska

After our wonderful experience with Western plumbing we set out for Fairbanks. Why? Beats me. So, we drove the 3 hours to Fairbanks to find...not much. This, of course, brought about the brilliant question "At what point was this trip to Alaska focused on the urban areas?" Well, don't come to alaska to be awed by the brilliance of the urban planning. We spend the night (rainy) at a city park that was conveiniently located at the foot of the Fairbanks International Airport. Around 3 a.m. I found myself frantically praying that the inbound Alaska Air 747 would miraculously miss the forest green Toyota Tacoma parked in site 40. God heard my prayers...unfortunately, the neighboring Holiday Rambler and Airstream offered their 4 inhabitants to final reckoning. There was one fun discovery and that was that our campground hosts were from Tucson, AZ. They have hosted this same campground for the past 3 years. Appearantly they are hard of hearing and don't notice the jets. We set out in the morning for Anchorage. Yes, we still were stupid...heading for another urban area. Actually, we had been warned...our hosts refered to Anchorage as "Little L.A."...amazing how astute an observation that was...