Leisure Hours In Anchorage

I wrote earlier about the frantic dash that we made to the airport in Bethel, and the close squeeze we had in getting everyone on board the plane. Once the relatively short flight to Anchorage was complete, we faced the question of what to do in order to keep busy for the next eight hours while we waited for the 11:30 flight to Chicago. Of course, we did the things that people do in airports to pass the time. We read, we ate, we gossiped about people passing by. The doggies needed a walk, and that managed to kill a solid ten minutes. After many weary hours, we came to the boarding gate, where we would enter the airplane for another six-and-a-half hours of tedium. At least we might be able to sleep on the plane...