At 3:00 pm CST I got on my plane to start the first leg of my journey to Alaska from Kansas City to Minneapolis. It was a short flight only about 58 minutes. The next leg was not so convenient, about 3,000 miles away or 6 hours. We were suppose to head out at around 5:20pm, but ultimately did not get off the ground until 6:55. It felt like the flight went on and on. I read a few chapters in my book Looking for Alaska, journaled about things I wanted to do and think about, and watched a few TV episodes. By the time I landed my watch said it was 1:30am, but the plane's said 10:30 pm. The sky looked like it was the evening, but I knew it was much later. It was obvious immediately I would need to get adjusted to going to sleep when it was still light even if it was 1am.
After I had gotten my bags from baggage claim I called a taxi and was off to the Spenard Hostel just mile or two away. Even though at this time it was almost 12:00am it was still light out, I felt I was in a twilight zone. On the drive I could see the mountains all around, pines, and the great expanse of this land. At the hostel I quickly got settled, I think it was easy because I have stayed in over 40 hostels from my travels in Europe. It seemed like a normal hostel you would find in Europe except all the people I saw walking around were in North Face, Patagonia, or other outdoor apparel. I could tell I was approaching a great adventure from the rugged style of the people I was around.
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