Robert left Syracuse the Saturday after Christmas and didn't arrive back in Ketchikan until New Year's Eve. He "overflew" which is local talk for when the plane can't land at the appropriate airport. Robert - the not-so-happy-flyer - landed in Cordova, Anchorage, Sitka, Juneau, back to Seattle and then finally Wrangell - 83 miles north of Ketchikan. That's where he threw in the towel and hopped on a ferry (6 hour trip) home. Gates and I left on Tuesday and we got in - miraculously - that afternoon. Ours was the second plane to land in 3 days. I guess it happens a lot. There was three feet of snow on the ground when we pulled into town. Ketchikan is made for rain, not snow, so there's bit of a pile-up here. The town is doing all it can, but there is just SO MUCH SNOW. And some say we're getting more tonight...
I hope everyone had a great Christmas and will have a very Happy New Year. Now that I'm back, I'll be better about blogging. XOXO
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