We have survived much traveling these past weeks, and it is not ending any time soon. Things began with our flight out of Sleetmute, on a small plane that held 6 large adults, one baby and one dog not to mention all our various luggage. I was snug as a screw in a board between Dave and another teacher from another village, and Julia sat on my lap. Mercifully, she fell asleep shortly after take off and slept nearly the entire way to Anchorage.
|Snug and sound asleep on the first airplane ride of the trip|
We had stunning views of snow covered mountain ranges, tinted orange, pink and red by the setting sun on one side and accented by a huge pink-orange moon rising into the dark blue on the other side. It was breathtaking.
As we got close to our destination, I was overwhelmed by how bright the lights of Anchorage appeared. We were picked up by our family friends, the Sonrays, who kept us overnight, and put us on the plane to Seattle the next day.
|At the Sonrays, Julia was very interested in the dog.|
|Julia meets her first bear in the Anchorage airport|
|Julia learns to get along with her car seat again|
|Lunch with Godmother Bekah|
|Grandpa Dave made Julia a wonderful set of blocks and a wagon to pull them in|
|Julia's first moments on a staircase|
|4 generations, Grandma Gini, Great Grandma Olive, Dave and Julia|
|New toy time with Grandma Gini|
|4 generations, Grandpoppa Jack, Great Granny Helen, Me and Julia|
|Saying goodbye to Dad for a few weeks|
|Auntie Anna and Uncle Ole on the train, scarfing Nutella|
|Aunt Caroline and Julia observing the parking lot|
|A rather pathetic figure, after about 40 hours. Only 60 to go.|
|Top: Erin, Christopher, Anna, Caroline, Dawn|
Bottom: Olaf, Me, Julia, Bestemor
|Snacking on scandinavian food|
|Julia's favorite part of the party was all the walkers to play with.|
The rest of our time has been busy! Every minute has been spent visiting more relatives and friends in the area and we are to enjoy a couple more days of this before getting back on the train (minus Anna who is back at college) to go west again. In the Baby News Bulletin, Julia isn't walking yet, but she's getting closer to that moment with brief let gos of whatever she is holding on to. She caught a pretty bad cold on the train, one of those deep barking cough colds, but we seem to be on the upside of it now. She fit into her snowsuit when we left Sleetmute just before Christmas, but when I put her into it a week later to go to Minnesota, it would appear that her arms have grown 3 inches each. So I searched around the Mall of America for a toddler sized snowsuit, with no success. Not the fashion anymore, I presume. I went with a down coat several sizes too big, with the idea of folding the sleeves over and attaching them with a band so that they act as mittens, saving me the process of stuffing baby fingers into mittens every time I want to leave the house. Now I'm on the hunt for snowpants with the same idea in mind. Boots seem like too much trouble too, but I can see that my thinking in this matter is probably flawed as she's gonna need boots as soon as she learns to walk. Sigh. How do the mothers of the world keep up with it all? Here's some more pictures of many of the people we visited. My apologies to those without photos!
|Julia and William adored each other.|
|At the Hinderlie house, seeing a crowd of old friends|