It feels like Alaska is still selling itself. Like, every corner has "Alaskan halibut!" signs. But, like, this is YOUR city, Alaska. Don't you know you have fish? It feels disingenuous everything is moose-themed and gift shops are more abundant than what the people require (shoe repair? groceries?).
"Be who you are" and "Say what you mean" seem to be the two most prominent themes of my trip so far. Either because that's what I'm being shown or simply what I'm seeing.
Motorbike to cemetery.
Picnic on wild berries.
French toast with molasses.
Croque and baked Alaskas.
Side: extremely spotty updating as the second leg of my trip begins.