The drive out to Girdwood is always a beautiful one, but with all the snow and cold temperatures it was particularly beautiful this time. The arm was chock full of tiny icebergs and looked like landscape from Mars, kind of.
Our cabin this time was a very nice one, although it did have a rather steep driveway and you had to climb stairs to get into it. It snowed even more while we were there, so the whole place just looked so cozy and Alaskan. Just one of the reasons we love Girdwood so much.
Inside, the kitchen was well stocked with all the necessary cooking utensils, and even had 5 jars of strawberry jam, 2 jars of grape jam, and 1 jar of orange marmalade (people leave things when they go). The living space was a little bit cramped but we managed to stuff all our things in there; he worked on his computer stuff while I got quite a few cards made while watching cheesy disaster movies.
He was a good boy and wore his arm brace the whole time, even though he really doesn’t need it so much anymore. It’s just a way of making sure he doesn’t accidentally forget while he’s out and about. Plus people see it and give him a little extra space so it doesn’t get knocked accidentally. He wasn’t too happy about the ladder leading up to the loft: it was clearly handmade, kind of twisted with uneven steps. But he managed, even in the dark.
I set my table up by the couch and had more than enough room to spread out. I did have a bit of a problem with the couch wanting to grab on to my lounge pants each time I got up (almost like Velcro but not as firm a hold) but I managed.
I only wish they’d let me bring the kittens – but I’m not sure how they would have delt with those stairs.
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