Friday, March 18, 2011

Alvinisms 1208

"We can draw lessons from the past, but we cannot live in it."

-Lyndon B. Johnson (1908 - 1973)

Did you know: It is the driest continent on earth, as it hardly receives 2 inches of rainfall annually.

Thought of the day: Cobwebs in my brain. Sorry. This has been a very tiring workweek. Always awesome and always worth it. I may just stay in and sleep till Sunday.

Food for thought:

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-Alvinism of the Wildboyz

Our humble abode for the next few days.

Goooood morning Alaska!

I asked for the gym and they corrected me and said "fitness center" but it's really a just a room w/ a treadmill. Ha. Oh well, got the job done.

BTW, I collect socks and chess boards.

We desperately needed a beer and some grub so we hit up Moose Tooth. I heard Alaska's guy/girl ration was at best 3:1. Well, we defs found a bunch of hot 1s here.

Our first sip was truly glorious. Now the vacay can start.

Spinach Garlic Chicken: Roasted Chicken, Portabella Mushrooms, Spinach, Roasted Garlic, Ricotta, Diced Romas, Mozzarella, Provolone and Garlic oil.


Even the port-a-potty has snow?

Snow = nature's ottoman.

Sled dogs!

Not a sled dog.

Here we go!

Simple pleasures.

Drew is too big for the sled.

Dogsledding in Alaska! from Alvin Benavidez on Vimeo.


We drove around to see the city and ended up at the ocean.

The. Frozen. Ocean.

Look who we ran into!


Glacier Brewhouse had one of the tastiest menus. But it was a bit schwanky for our taste. But the beer and food was good.

Hahaha, fancy lunch.

Beam Scottish Ale: Aged in Jim Beam barrels. Sweet, malty, bourbon, vanilla, and caramel flavors shine through on this smooth as silk beer. The low bitterness and medium body allows the malt and oak flavors to shine through. Orange/copper in color. 6.6% alcohol by volume.

Eating just to eat. Parmesan fries never fail.

Chipotle Buffalo Wings: Chicken wings marinated with BrewHouse IPA, cayenne spice crust and tossed in a Sriracha red hot chili sauce. Damn good.

We thought Anchorage would be all Iditarod but it turns out the main events revolve around the Fur Rondy. Check it out

Bar #3 and it's barely after lunch. Pioneer turned out to be our favorite.

Exactly what you'd expect.

One day I'll commit to learned to play pool consistently well.

You know me. Willys Workshop Worldwide!


I spy...

Another one.

I love scotch. Scotch, scotch, scotch. There it goes down. Down to my belly.

A long time ago 4th Ave. looked like this.

Not too much change.

Now where to go?

Drew's goal was to punch a moose. Check!

We got our bibs for a race! You'll see what kind of race in the next post.

They had a fair but it was 1/10th the size of the Del Mar Fair. If that. But it was still rad.

Check the ancient cash register. Awesome.
They brought in snow for the start of Iditarod the next day.

Later that night we hit up the crackin 4th Ave bar, then left the crazies to a more chill bar. About 5 minutes in we noticed it was all Native Americans. Pretty sweet.

Moose sighting! Right outside our hotel! Upon second thought, Drew chose not to get close to the giant beast.

What and AWESOME first day.

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