so, i recently went to alaska. sitka, to be exact.
i was a little disappointed, i must say...
i had recently seen a couple documentaries that made me pretty psyched to get up there.
the first was this:
the other was:
so i was pretty sure i'd be eaten by a vampire in the pitch black of noon, or i'd get to hang out with sandra bullock and hopefully her huge, black football-playing son.
negative.
there were no vampires. and the sun was out from 8 - 4. there was no sandra bullock or ryan reynolds. no black people. i did not see the deadliest catch. i did not sleep in an igloo with an eskimo. i didn't get to trade animal pelts for valuable shells and potatoes.
nor was i able to see russia from sarah palin's house.
seriously, alaska. what the fuck?
what i DID get to see was seriously beautiful country. BORING.
trees. snow-capped mountains. bald eagles. tiny islands. beauty. more beauty.
blech.
alaska is where people go to die in the wilderness in abandoned buses. or get eaten by a bear. or freeze to death in icy waters. or swim in a sea of oil. neat shit like that.
this is the alaska i was promised. this is not the alaska i was delivered.
so, alaska, i shake my fist at thee.
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