I wasn’t sure I would post what we did today. I mean, do you really care to see where we ate breakfast and lunch?
And how interesting would it be for you to see picture after picture of us seeing the Alaskan landscape?
And do you really want to see yet another picture of us staring at our computers in a coffee shop?
Or visiting yet another cousin who happened to not be home for the big surprise?
But then—THEN—we went back out tonight to shop for snacks for our road trip to Seward tomorrow and decided to drive a little out of our way to look for a moose, which had thus far eluded us. When out of the corner of Pete’s eye, he saw one!
We startled him, and he took off—right in front of our car!
And then off into the unknown on the other side of the street.
We were totally geeked, I’m telling you. We were already resigned to heading home without a moose sighting, and now we have this fun story to tell for now and forevermore.
Just think of all the times you’ve been asked, “Have you ever seen a moose?” Lots, right? Me too. And now I can say for reals—yes! I saw one that time we flew to Alaska on the spur of the moment.