We arrived ahead of schedule to a blustery, but unusually sunny day in Barrow (it was blowing about 25 knots, but it was about 50 degrees). So even thought it's July, we're all wearing parkas and fleece, but no hats...it is July after all!
Many thanks to the two folks at the airport who greeted us and helped with the bags and critters. With their two cars, plus the one I was assigned, we actually made it to the house in one trip. They also thoughtfully provided us with "lender" sheets and towels for the first few days until our stuff arrives.
The crew who were cleaning the house were just finishing up when we arrived. I couldn't wait to see my view of the ocean, since I'd been told what a great place we had. I wasn't disappointed. Look at this view from our living room! Except for the small icebergs, you'd think you were on a tropical beach, no? HA! A coupla things we've discovered as we've been walking the dogs on the beach the last couple of days: there are no signs telling you dogs aren't allowed; there is no competition for a space to walk on the beach. It's like it's our own private dog beach...at the end of the Earth!
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