Come Here Often?

Here’s how you know you’ve been here a while. I was anxious to get on the Internet on Sunday (have to check those Iditarod updates!) but realized, only too late, that all the Internet cafes in town are closed on Sundays. As I glumly walked around the mall pondering my options and wondering if Jeff King had finally passed Lance Mackey on the Yukon River, I bumped into the owner of the one of the cafes, who, because I am a frequent customer of his, I know rather well. He was coming to do a little catch-up work and happily let me plug my computer in and surf away.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned for sure in my time here, it is that I will never, ever take a free, fast, reliable, and readily-accessible Internet connection for granted.