A lifestyle blog about life and living in Southeast, Alaska.
Home to Haines
July 25, 2016
Remember last month when I started my blog post about traveling down south without a "hitch". Well that wasn't the case when we were on our journey back home. The kids and I were supposed to take a one day journey back to Haines, leaving Tri-Cities at 9am, catching a flight in Seattle to Juneau and then hopping on a little jumper plane from Juneau to Haines (some of the flights only seat 4 people) and getting in at 5pm. However, as we started our decent into Juneau on the big jet and seeing the clouds low below the mountains and the wings of the plane flopping back and forth, I had a feeling we weren't going to be getting to Haines that day. The small little planes only fly when there is good visibility and in high winds it makes for a very nerve wrecking flight. But that is the chance you take for the pristine beauty we get to see everyday, like no where else in the world. Checking in at the Seaplanes counter, flying didn't look promising so I made the decision to stay in Juneau overnight so we could catch the fast ferry back home the next day. I am lucky enough to have great friends in Juneau who let us stay with them as we pass through every so often. I am glad that I made the decision to stay because Charlie ended up taking a 3 hour nap on their couch, which is a rare event for him. Plus we were able to get some last minute shopping in the "big" city of Juneau.
I texted my mother-in-law that evening to tell her we were taking the ferry the next morning and said "Traveling in Southeast Alaska is not for the weak". You have to be flexible and know that you will get home...eventually. Which is a hard feat to handle when you have two little ones, four bags of clothes, toys, and souvenirs from a 4 week trip, a stroller, and you are doing it all by yourself. It's hard to get past the exhausted feeling of not being settled and while making sure Loralai gets a nap, kids are fed and happy, and knowing that you have to get the kids up early in the morning to make the ferry home. But as we were driving to the ferry the next morning I managed to stop at Stuart and I's favorite coffee place in Juneau, The Grind, and get a grande americano to aide in my sheer exhaustion of traveling by myself with two kiddos for 2 days.
When the kids and I were walking on the ferry, I had my purse, a large bag full of ferry snacks and toys, and my americano in my left hand and I was trying to reach for Loralai's hand with my right so we could wobbly walk up the stairs to the main deck of the ferry. My friend Sara who was walking behind us with her family came in and swooped Loralai up and said "I've got her". I was so grateful. Because I was no longer alone by myself traveling with my two kiddos, as soon as I got on the ferry we were home, where a friendly gesture, a helping hand, and relief that your are finally home is the most wonderful feeling it the world.
I'm busy working on my blog posts. Watch this space!