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CHENA Hot Springs

It was our final day in Fairbanks and we’d end it with a bang – we hoped! This was another excursion I’d booked almost immediately after knowing we were traveling to Fairbanks – the Northern Lights and Chena Hot Springs tour.

Chena Hot Springs is an unincorporated community about 60 miles northeast of Fairbanks. The Chena Hot Springs Resort caters to the tourists by creating a winter wonderland with the hot springs at the center.

We were met by our Alaska Wildlife guide Bob and made the 1.5 hour trek from Fairbanks to the community with 12 new friends from around the world. The tour was a long one – starting at 4:30 pm and ending at 2:00 am. It was the only tour I’d booked that included searching for the Northern lights. The rest of the time we’d hunted for them on our own. So it would be interesting. Not that there’s much you can do to ensure tourists see them. Right place, right time…

Bob was gregarious and engaging – asking where we were from and what we’d done in Fairbanks. And, as seemingly always, we kept our eyes out for moose on the way there. Again, lots of moose tracks; no moose. As we drove further from Fairbanks we lost the traffic, the light pollution, and modern civilization. Apparently folks that live this far out live “off the grid” and have learned to fend for themselves in -50 degree winter. Unimaginable to this city girl.

The first item on the agenda was a tour of the Aurora Ice Museum located on the property. This is the world’s largest year-round ice environment and all of the ice and snow were harvested at the resort. Inside is the Aurora Ice Bar where tourists can purchase an appletini served in an ice glass. Per our amazing tour guide and bartender we should drink the martini and take the ice glass outside where we should make a wish and smash it! Consider it done!

Aurora Ice Museum

At 25 degrees, this was a very cool place – pun intended! Of course the bar was my favorite part, but there were many other sculptures including an igloo, ice chandeliers, and a castle where – believe it or not – weddings are often held.

Aurora Ice Bar

We acted silly with the bartender and other guests, I drank my lovely appletini and then we really needed to get out of there because, damn that’s cold!

Appletini at the Aurora Ice Bar
Super “cool” place

The tour guide had made reservations for all of us in the resort’s restaurant but John and I’d decided to bring our own as the restaurant was IMO over-priced and had pretty average reviews. And we were much more excited for the hot springs!

The pool is nothing overly fancy but there are decent changing rooms and amenities. Once you’re changed, you’re funneled through an outdoor hallway and can walk directly into the hot springs. Let me tell you, that’s a cold walk! But once your feet touch the hot springs which hold steady at 106 degrees, you warm up quickly. And it feels absolutely amazing!

It also looks amazing! The pool is surrounded by rocks topped with this winter’s snow. Beyond the rocks are the mountains; at this time of year still covered in snow and oh so pretty. And the steam rising from the water gives it an ethereal look.

Chena Hot Springs before dark
Hanging out in the Chena Hot Springs
So pampering!

Since we were so much earlier than the rest of our party, the pool was not yet too crowded and we wandered around appreciating the hot(!) water surrounding us and the incredible scenery beyond. We also got to see the pool during daylight hours which was nice as once the sun went down it got very, very dark.

We literally soaked in those hot springs for 3 and a half hours; chatting to each other, learning about new people and of course, looking for the Aurora. It did make a brief appearance! But not nearly as spectacular as the prior night.

It was a lovely last night in Alaska, filled with great conversation with the man I love, meeting new people, learning about Chena Hot Springs and Fairbanks, pampering and of course an appletini in an ice glass at an ice bar! What more could I ask for?!?!

The Aurora Borealis – finally!

Well, no wonder we didn’t see the Aurora last night! We woke to a world blanketed with snow. I’d guess 4-6 inches had dropped and it was still snowing. Big, beautiful, fat snowflakes that gave this place a whole, brand new look. Candidly my happy/peaceful place looks like what Fairbanks looked like this morning. Still and quiet and peaceful and so darned white. It does make up for the lack of Aurora and I was so grateful for the fresh snow.

Winter wonderland!

Today was another day to explore in and around Fairbanks. John really wanted to see reindeer so we booked a private reindeer walk with Chena Outdoor Collective. Although it was a bit of a treacherous drive, we arrived safely and even more surrounded by fresh powder.

We met Kayln, their partner and their two dogs Boon and Cartel (yes like the drug cartel). We were shown the back of their adorable yurt where Kayln told us so much about reindeer and caribou. They are the same species but reindeer have been domesticated and caribou have not. We learned how both caribou and reindeer ended up in North American – from Russia along the Bering Land Bridge when Russia and North America were connected.

We learned that reindeer also shed their antlers – just like moose – and that their antlers are something like their “footprint”. Kayln showed us a few of their reindeer’s antlers as they age. Pretty cool as their “fingerprint” was the same; they just got larger with age.

Kayln’s reindeer’s antlers by year

We also learned that both male and female reindeer have antlers and that these antlers are made of bone and have blood vessels running through them. You can actually see the grooves of those blood vessels on the antler’s that have been shed. For part of the year they are covered with “velvet” which is a thin, soft layer of skin and blood vessels that get scraped off the antler over time. The process of removing the velvet gives the antlers a bloody appearance because of the blood vessels within. Check out this creepy cool video to see how this happens and what it looks like.

Once we got the lowdown from Kayln and tossed a few Santa and Rudolph jokes in, we were off for our walk. We walked with Sailor and Jonesy. Jonesy is a 1-year-old reindeer so Sailor is the big brother. Apparently this is the first day of the season that Kayln didn’t bring any of the females out to the pen as they are pregnant. Because of this, per Kayln, the boys were being boys – swatting at each other and running from them as they tried to put a leash on them. They are adorable! Their antlers are currently gone but they have soft little black nubs above their sweet eyes.

We fed them a little lichen – this is what they eat in the winter – tied them up and went out on the trail for our walk. God it was gorgeous back there! Again, big, fat, beautiful snowflakes making everything look new again. And a trail through the pine trees where the only footprints ahead of us was that of Cartel the dog.

The walk was amazing in every single way – it was just too short! Both John and I could have spent another hour traipsing along that winter trail and learning about the reindeer and Kayln. We really, really enjoyed this adventure!

Jonesy, John, me, Sailor

Second stop – the Santa Claus House in North Pole Alaska. This is something that John was really looking forward to. We’d waited to stop until Santa was going to be there – only on weekends during the off season. I was on the fence on this place. It looked cheesy and unimpressive. But when in North Pole right?

Well, color me wrong! The outside is, in fact, cheesy but you walk into this huge area just inundated with all things Christmas. Christmas lights, Christmas music, Christmas trees, Christmas decor and so many, many Christmas gifts. Most had an Alaska theme – like the Eskimo Christmas ornament and the decorative angel made locally in Alaska. They also have personalized letters from Santa. Funny! You can choose one for a not-so-good adult or child, a dog, or even a non-believer. All are signed by Mr. Claus and post marked from the North Pole.

Santa’s workshop was also on display behind glass. His tools and a map of the world and of course his nice and naughty list. And then the big guy himself! Sitting up on a platform surrounded by a Christmas tree and fireplace and stuffed reindeer. Admittedly, he was on his phone (I’m sure doing research on nice kids!) but he was a great Santa! He had the hair and the beard and the jolly smile. We had a nice chat with him about what got him to Alaska and how it was working in the Santa Claus House and of course how Mrs. Claus was doing.

Me and Santa
John and Santa – LOVE

Super, super place to go to just have a good time and get some Christmasy, North Pole AK-themed gifts.

We then went for a Chinese lunch at a place that had been recommended to us by literally every single person we’d asked this week! Again, so much ethnic food but I’m here for it. Called the Pagoda, it is another of Guy Fieri’s stops when he was in Fairbanks. And again the food was delicious! We have eaten very, very well here in Alaska 🙂

So that I could write this lovely blog for all of you (11?) readers, we went to the Alaska Coffee Roasting Co for a coffee, some sweets and to just hang. The cookies were sub-par, I’ve got to say. But the chocolate, coconut, pie-crust bar thingy was sublime!

We decided to have a cocktail at the restaurant right next door to the hotel – Pike’s Landing. It was just ok. They did have a nice Chardonnay and we had some good conversation but weren’t up for the fried (very expensive!) bar food they were offering. Instead we took advantage of the boatload of leftovers in our fridge from our past meals – Thai, Chinese, Greek, pizza and had a little picnic in our hotel room while laughing like children to Jack Whitehall: Travels with my Father. Check that out – it’s hysterical!

All right, I’m saving the best for last! If you’re still reading I adore you 🙂 Tonight was the best chance to see the Aurora according to the many, many articles and apps we were using. So this time we decided to get a couple of hours rest and then set out. The alarm went off at 12:20. Although John was a bit crabby we gathered our gear and set off for an area slightly northeast of Fairbanks that we’d heard had limited light pollution and would be a good place to try to see the lights.

On the way I was looking around and finally saw a bit of wispiness in the sky. It was the Northern Lights! “John, look!” I could NOT believe we were finally seeing them! The light pollution was pretty bad while driving so I settled my heart rate and we went the rest of the way to the pullout on Old Steese Road.

We were definitely not alone in choosing this place. A half dozen or so other cars had the same idea. And as we drove in and cut the lights we got the gorgeous display of lights you see in these images below. ABSOLUTELY, AMAZINGLY STUNNING! I’m so darned grateful that I finally got to see them! We jumped in an out of the car taking photos (it was damn cold!) and basking in the awe and beauty.

Finally! The elusive Northern Lights!
The Aurora from a pullout near Fox, AK

Now that John had seen the lights he wanted more. We decided to stop at Creamer’s Field – where we’d been last night – to see if we could glimpse the lights from there. Again, YES! And they seemed to be doing a different dance in that location. So unique and fascinating and incredible! And – I was able to let John get back to bed by 2:15. Another long, long, long term bucket list item CHECKED!

The Aurora from Creamer’s Field

Best. Day. Ever!

MOOSE in Denali

2 bucket list items checked today! Denali National Park and seeing – not 1, but 2 – moose!

Denali National Park has been on my bucket list for only a few years now – since I started learning more about the national parks and all of the goodness in them.

Denali National Park is 6 million(!) acres of wilderness. It’s location gives it a uniqueness compared to other national parks. Although that might have more to do with me being there in the wintertime. To me it represents a happy, peaceful, still place – the forest is covered with pristine blankets of snow as far as the eye can see. It is also the home of North America’s highest peak – Denali (formerly Mt. McKinley) – which means “Great One” and stands at a whopping 20,310 feet.

We took North Alaska Tour Company’s Denali Winter Drive Adventure as driving to and through the park is pretty treacherous this time of year. If you don’t have the proper vehicle you may run into problems.

Us and 6 new friends started off from Fairbanks and headed the 80 miles towards the park. We made a couple of pit stops – the towns of Nenana and Healy.

Nenana is a rural community that sits right on the banks of the Tanana River. It feels like you’ve stepped back in time a bit when entering this city. Of course a few bars and lodges for travelers but also just 1 general store for the tiny 300+ residents. This town is well known in this region, however, for the Nenana Ice Classic. Sounds impressive doesn’t it?

The Nenana Ice Classic started in 1917 when railroad engineers decided to place a bet on when the ice in the Tanana River would break. Well, 106 years later the tradition still exists. A “tripod” is erected every year and placed 300 feet from the shore of the river. The tripod is connected to a clock which marks the exact moment the ice of the river breaks. It’s a big event! In 2014 – 9 years ago – the jackpot was over $350,000! Part of the money goes to the individual(s) that guess the correct, date, hour and minute and part goes charities around the region.

We loaded up on provisions and headed toward Healy – considered the gateway to Denali.

Along the way the mountains become more “in your face” – craggy, dense, huge, close. It was a beautiful drive. And all along the way, Mike, our guide, gave us tidbits of Alaskan history and his own experience with this area and the reasons he loves Alaska.

Finally we arrived to the national park. In winter very little of the park road – there’s only one – is plowed. Visitors can only go a few miles in until spring. And unfortunately for us since the weather was so cloudy we couldn’t see the “Great One” – Denali. It was sitting elusively in the distance behind the clouds. The darned clouds on this trip are messing with me! But I appreciated the grandeur and beauty of this place regardless.

Welcome to Denali

We had a little lunch and watched a little movie about the history of people, plant life and wildlife located there. Then a few of us donned snowshoes – you didn’t need them – and set off on a boreal forest walk.

We’d been in a boreal forest already but this was completely different. Many more spruce and pine trees; very few birch trees. And of course the pristine whiteness of a winter with very limited human contact.

Pristine, gorgeous….Denali is back there – I swear
Magical

We saw a lot of tracks – red squirrel, snowshoe hare and of course – moose! But so many moose tracks and so little moose. Regardless it was a lovely little walk. We got back to the van and all of us got in when Mike said, “nope, we’re going back out – moose sighting”. Needless to say we all quickly got out of that van and got back on the trail. We finally found the two moose just hanging out about 20-25 feet from the trail. They were both just laying there chilling, eating some vegetation, not paying any attention to us. It was incredible!

Moose – no antlers!

Again, showing my ignorance here but I didn’t realize that moose lose their antlers…on a yearly basis. There was a lot I learned about moose. I was expecting those huge, super-impressive antlers. But right now they’re simply not there. See this super cool short video of a moose losing it’s antlers. The moose were so fun to see! It made up for NOT seeing Denali in all it’s glory.

There are two moose – can you see them?

On the way out of the park we stopped to see the Denali Sled Dogs. Denali is the only national park with a kennel of sled dogs and they serve as the rangers in the park. There are no vehicles allowed on the trails in Denali so the dogs help with the trails, with rescues, with carrying supplies…they serve as a mode of transportation and are extremely important to the upkeep of the park.

Most of them were sleeping but oh so cute. We got to pet the ones that were interested. Topo, with his ice blue eyes, melted my heart.

Topo getting a scratch

The road back to Fairbanks was uneventful and quick. On the way I made a reservation to another ethnic restaurant here – this time Greek. My husband, being Greek, knows what he likes when it comes to Greek food so the bar was high.

Bobby’s Restaurant (right?!?! Bobby’s???) was incredible. It’s my new favorite in Fairbanks. The atmosphere was fun and festive, the service spot on and the food, DAMN….Traditional Greek food that is hard to find elsewhere – Greed salad, Moussaka, Gyro, Baklava. Oh so good! And everyone in there treated you like family.

Moussaka from Bobby’s

Of course, in our quest to see the Northern Lights, we loaded up the car at 9 and this time sat in the parking lot of Creamer’s Field searching for the lights for hours. A couple of times we thought we might be seeing them but on reflection I really don’t think so. Darned clouds!!!! We’ll keep looking….

Dog sledding – finally! Northern lights – not yet…

The day started out as a bit of a downer but quickly got turned around. I’d been wanting to go see the ice sculptures from the World Ice Art Championships which had just completed on 3/17. The park was to remain open with the sculptures on display through the end of the month – tomorrow. Well, we got there and, first, they didn’t open until noon. I know what you’re thinking, “Google could have told you that!”. But even though we knew that we thought we’d go anyway as it was in a park and can they really keep you out of a public park? So, yes, we got there and, second, all of the ice was melting and just looked….sad. Like the sculpture of the man and woman dancing. She no longer had a face – melted off 🙁 And the sculpture of a plane…or was it a shark…hard to tell.

Off to the next fun place – the Fountainhead Antique Auto Museum. We’d heard about this place from multiple locals who said it was a must see. Again….closed. This time until the weekend!

Ok, time to put the big girl panties on and deal. What could we do? We’d also heard about the Museum of the North on the University of Alaska campus. Score! Finally – they were open. Well, here’s where our luck started to change. What a super cool museum! The first thing you see as you enter the museum if the skeleton of a Bowhead Whale suspended from the ceiling. Absolutely incredible and massive at 43 feet long. A Bowhead Whale is local to Arctic and subarctic waters and uses it’s humongous triangular skull to break through ice.

The skeleton of the Bowhead whale – wicked!

The rest of the museum was just as cool. Tons of information about Alaska and it’s culture – including whaling, the eskimos, the Aurora Borealis, the Gold Rush and the freakishly beautiful animals found only in this area – both pre-historic and modern. And the view of the Alaska Range from this high point in the city was spectacular!

John with Otto – the 1000+ pound brown bear

Off to lunch at a local coffee shop that I’d read about called the Little Owl Cafe. As I posted yesterday, I was disappointed in Fairbanks and frankly, some of the food options. Well this sweet cafe started to change my mind. Adorable and kitschy with friendly staff and unique food and treats, it’s a place I’d recommend anyone to try. Take a book and relax in it’s cool, hipster atmosphere.

Back to the hotel to gear up for something that’s been on my bucket list for many, many years – dog sledding!

We were greeted by our driver, Jake, from 1st Alaska Tours. Another burly, articulate guy but not nearly as engaging as Tony was yesterday. We picked up another couple and off we went towards the Murphy Dome – one of the best places to see the northern lights due to it’s location on the top of a mountain.

We arrived to the sound of many happy dogs barking in the background. We met two of the mushers and one of their dogs – a gorgeous husky mix named Betty. No time was wasted as they took us from the yurt to meet the dogs.

There were about 20 of them – all Siberian Husky mixes – hanging out in the huge field on top of this snow-covered mountain. They each have their own “house” with their name on it. We were given free reign to go meet and greet any dog we wanted. They were so sweet! All of them were friendly and very excited to see the people and even more excited to realize they were going to pull a sled soon.

So many kisses!

Per our guides, all of their dogs are Siberian Husky but mixed with other breeds to give them the best mushing dogs – hounds, shepherds. I thought it was interesting that they weren’t 100% husky and it was fascinating to learn why.

After a short amount of time visiting, our sled was ready to go. 12 dogs, 4 tourists and a musher. Sounds like the start of a joke doesn’t it? We were covered in a blanket and before I realized it we were off!

The dogs are ready!

Boy do those dogs love to run and pull! We traversed 6 miles of mostly open, snow-covered, well-maintained trails that the dogs really seemed to know. We stopped a couple of times to give them a break and take some pictures. It was adorable watching them roll around in the snow during the breaks. And learning about the dogs was fascinating – how and when they begin training, how long they run, what the positions are, which dogs had raced, why they were placed where they were, etc. Two of the dogs had actually competed in the Iditarod – arguably the most famous dog sled race in the world.

Cute little sled
Happy dogs – check out the snow on their faces after rolling in it!

It was another wonderful tour – beautiful views along with sweet happy dogs – what more could you ask for?!

The tour ended with some more learning about Alaska and dog mushing along with some nice warm drinks in a yurt at the top of the mountain. Then back into the van with Jake who was clearly in a better mood and had many recommendations for us – including a place to seek out the aurora tonight. More to come on that!

Off to dinner at another local restaurant. The lady on our tour put it very succinctly, “this is not a foodie town” 🙂 Well, I think that’s true but we did manage to find a GREAT restaurant…again. Maybe we’re becoming less picky 🙂 John had done some research and found a Moldovan restaurant called Soba. I am showing my complete ignorance here but I wasn’t aware of a country called Moldova let alone the cuisine associated with it. I’ll bet my beautiful friend Sophie knows all about the country as it’s just across the Black Sea from George. South of Ukraine.

Moldovian food at Soba

Well the food was delicious. And the decor was also delicious. It’s one of the Fairbanks restaurants that gets typical 5-star reviews and we could definitely see why.

We’d decided during the dog sledding tour that, although the chances of seeing the northern lights was Average, we’d give it a try. Become our own aurora chasers. We got into our jammies and loaded up the car with provisions – for John downloaded episodes of 1899 and for me, downloaded episodes of Wellmania. Damn, I love me some Celeste Barber!

Beautiful sunset over the Love Alaska sign

Based on Jake’s recommendation, we headed about 20 miles north to North Pole to a road called Nordale road. There are multiple turnouts on that road that – if they’re out – have a great view of northern lights. Well, we were unlucky. We managed to consult multiple Aurora tracker apps and watch a few of our episodes but the excitement of the night was John helping some friends whose car got stuck in the snow. We gave up at about 12:45 am and headed home with a little less hope. We’ll keep trying!

Permanent Smiles on the Snow-Machine Tour

I’m so happy I get to put my “Adventure Traveling Wife” persona back on! It has been way too long – over 18 months – but life happens and I’m grateful to be where I am —- Fairbanks, Alaska!

On our way!

Back in 2021 – smack dab in the middle of the pandemic – our “epic” trip to the Finnish Lapland was cancelled due to Covid. I swear it would have been epic too – I’m not just making it bigger than it was because we couldn’t go. Ok, maybe I am, but it was complete with igloo stays, a visit to Santa’s home town, dog sledding and northern lights sightings every single night (SURE…) But, like others, the trip was cancelled. So now that we live so much further from Europe we decided to try going the opposite direction. And here we are in Fairbanks, Alaska – a place documented to have the best chances of seeing the aurora borealis in the world because of it’s unique position in the aurora oval. Aurora viewing is also allegedly enhanced right around the spring equinox which was just last week. Seeing the northern lights has been a bucket list item for me for years. But as psyched as I am to hopefully see them, I’m keeping my expectations LOW.

We arrived late last night to our hotel – Pike’s Waterfront Lodge. To be honest, I really wanted to try to rent another igloo hotel here but wasn’t able to do so and some of the fancier hotels were exorbitantly expensive. And this one just got so many favorable reviews that I couldn’t ignore it. I’m very glad that I didn’t! From the moment you see the hotel – and it’s huge arched sign – it’s simply over the top fun. You cannot help but smile. In fact I believe I saw a sign in the lobby boasting the most fun hotel in all of Alaska. Like I said, over the top. A stuffed bear – of course – neon lights, tiffany ceiling lamps every 10 feet, lots of wood and heads of wildlife everywhere you look. And to top it all off, a Siberian Husky behind the reception desk! We checked in and got on the list to be called if the northern lights were spotted in the area. To be honest this was another selling point of this sweet hotel.

Alas, no northern lights call so we got a good nights sleep and woke excited about our snow-machining trip. I’d booked ages ago and didn’t really know what to expect but all expectations were significantly exceeded. We went on the Fairbanks Snowmobile Adventure from North Pole with Alaska Wildlife Guide LLC. Yes we traveled to North Pole, Alaska for this trip. More to come on North Pole. We were met by our guide, Tony, a burly, articulate man whose snow-machining season was to come to an end in just 2 days.

I talk – and write – so much about connection and the people that make travel so wonderful and memorable. Well, Tony was no exception. He treated us like old friends. We stood around for a good 20 minutes talking about what got him to snow-machining in North Pole. He set out early in life to tackle “dangerous” jobs – including logging and commercial fishing. Now, I’ve never seen Deadliest Catch but the stories he told could have easily been highlighted on the show. Unfortunately a lot of loss of friends in that line of work. He also told us an incredible (in a bad way) story of how when he was 20 he went into “one of the most dangerous bars in America”, where he was “shanghaied”. I did not have a clue what that was. You may not either – google it! It literally means to “force (someone) to join a ship lacking a full crew by drugging them or using other underhanded means”. This happened to him and he woke up on a ship in the Bering Sea without remembering how he got there. A testament to his character, he stayed and did the work; even as his mom worried and wanted to buy him a ticket home.

The stories were amazing and enlightening and sad as well. But it was super cool getting to know him!

Getting an adjustment
Kitted out and ready to go Sunshine!

Then we were off! A brief intro to the snow-machine and we hit the trail. Well, first a road. What a fantastic experience! The trip lasted about an hour and we traveled through some trees and trails and some wide open spaces. We eventually ended up on the Chena Lake. Tony asked if we’d like to go out into the middle of it. “Is it dangerous” I asked. Nope – there are 3 feet of ice on that lake at this time of year. It’s where the ice fishermen go and you could see their huts. John and I said at the same time, “Let’s go for it”.

That’s the aurora oval behind us!
Sweet picture of my sweet man!

It was exhilarating and fast and so awesome. I smiled the whole damn time! And Tony was amazing the whole damn time. He’d stop us to take our pictures. He even laid down in the snow to get some that you see on this post. Thumbs up and high fives; we still felt like old friends.

I highly, highly recommend doing this tour with Tony – he made it GREAT!

We’d been in Fairbanks for 12 hours and had already realized how expensive it was to get transportation so after renting a car back and the airport we headed to downtown Fairbanks for some lunch and a look around.

We’d heard from both our drivers that there was a great Thai restaurant downtown so – contrary to me wanting “Alaskan” fare – off we went. The Thai House – and the food was incredible. Definitely worth a stop.

So regarding downtown Fairbanks….My mom has said many times that if you don’t have anything nice to say don’t say anything at all. So should I stop here? Perhaps so but I’m not going to on account of I want to remember and also tell you readers (all 10 of you!) so you’re aware. It just seems a bit rundown and depressed. It was a bit of a downer to even walk around.

We did stop at the Morrison Cultural and Visitors Center and that was pretty cool. A nice young man helped us with our many questions – best spots to drive to see the northern lights, where I can get a reindeer sausage, where to see the wicked ice sculptures, traditional “Alaskan” dessert (P.S. there isn’t one). And we wandered through the museum and learned about Fairbanks history.

We hit the Antler’s Arch on our way back to the car to check it off the list. As I said, disappointing. But I will do my research and make my way back there with more information in my back pocket. Hopefully that will change my mind.

Antler’s Arch
Owning Fairbanks!

We finished the day with a nap and a trip to the daily ice cream social in the Pike’s lounge. It’s 30 degrees – why not have ice cream right?! Then off to the Pump House for dinner – yep we had dessert before dinner – as all should. I have been wanting to try “local” Alaskan meat – specifically reindeer – since I’d learned we would be coming here. The Pump House was our spot to do so.

The decor of the Pump House was representative of the 1890’s Gold Rush area. Very ornate and over the top. Carved furniture and fringe lamps. And – they had both reindeer and elk on their menu. John and I split reindeer medallions and they were – delicious! I was expecting gamey and similar to venison but was pleasantly surprised. Another positive.

Reindeer medallions

So the chance to the the aurora tonight is Low. And, unfortunately, the change is Below Average for the next 3 nights. But although I’m keeping expectations Low I’m keeping hopes Above Average 🙂

The Love Alaska sign seen across the river

Serendipitous in Porto

Ever have one of those days where things just continue to work out? Today was one of those days.

John and I really wanted to check out Livraria Lello which is simply a bookstore in Porto. Not so simply it has been said that this bookstore is the 3rd most beautiful in the world. It has also been said that J.K. Rowling’s inspiration to write Harry Potter happened here. In fact the staircase in the store is quite similar to the one in Hogwarts.

Apparently this is a big draw for tourists as I read that people wait hours to get in. Instead John purchased our tickets online and we were in the store within 20 minutes of opening. Serendipity #1.

It really is a gorgeous store! Books in all languages line the deep brown wood walls. There is a massive stained glass ceiling and the red wooden winding staircase dominates the space. There is a small room even devoted to all of those Harry Potter fans.

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Next on the agenda was the famous Clérigos Church of Porto. And of course it’s tower – Torre dos Clerigos. Wherever you are in Porto you cannot miss the most visited monument in the city. The tower is rich in history but the real reason we were there was to make the climb to the top as apparently from there you get the best 360 degree views of the city. To get to the top one must climb 240 steps. If it sounds daunting it’s really not. The biggest trouble is that the stairs are so narrow that sometimes only one person can pass at a time. It’s not a place for someone who is claustrophobic. The climb is worth it! The day was brilliant and the views from the top did not disappoint. You really can see the entire city, as well as Gaia in the distance, from this monument. Serendipity #2

It was such a stunning day that of course we went to the riverfront for lunch – this time sitting on top of the pedestrian area and right against the wall. The view from there was not too shabby either! We were at Ribeiras Restaurante where we fought a little with the seagulls that were after our lunch (we won!) but it was a nice relaxing time. Serendipity #3

Finally! Back over the Luís I Bridge to Gaia for our port wine tasting. Our Airbnb host had recommended Taylor’s Port and wine cellar. We also liked it as it seemed to be off the beaten path so less likely to be super crowded. What a cool experience! You get an audio tour of the cellar plus a port tasting for 15 Euros each. The tour is very interesting and informative and you wind your way through the cellar out to a peaceful and lovely garden where you are seated to try their port. We were ready!

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The tasting included a white port and a ruby port. First, before coming to Portugal I wasn’t even aware there was a white port! But I thought, with my passion for white wine, that I’d prefer white port.

My impression of port…wait for it…absolutely amazing! I never thought I’d like this stuff! And…I preferred the red. Now things were getting a little crazy 🙂 We really enjoyed the time in the garden appreciating the port, and the beauty of the entire place. Again, more on port later… Serendipity #4

It was time for another sunset. This time we’d planned even better. We’d brought wine and demi-tasse cups to drink it from. And on the way to the Miradouro we stopped for a takeaway falafel sandwich. Yes, falafel in Porto. We were prepared but – all of the sudden there was just no sun. We’d been blessed with 3 amazing sunsets so far so we couldn’t complain too much.

We were anxious to try a port we hadn’t tasted at the cellar – tawny. Tawny ports are usually made from red grapes aged in wood barrels. They age to a golden brown color and are described as having a nutty flavor. So we wandered around Praca de Liberdade – which is where we got so lost the previous night – in search of a place to try this traditional port. We thought maybe a hotel bar would be pretentious enough to work! But the hotel bar was closed. Instead the helpful concierge directed us to Cafe Guarany which had also been recommended by our host. What a sweet little place! Actually not so little. And they had live music in the form of a pianist which made it more perfect for our needs. We thought, “What the hell”, let’s just order a 20-year old glass of port! When in Porto right?!?! The consensus? Even yummier than the white or ruby! Tawny port does have a rich nutty taste – not sweet or syrupy. It was honestly wonderful! We sat, drank our port and enjoyed ourselves immensely! Serendipity #5

Like I said earlier this was a day where things just worked out as they should. It was a wonderful, eye-opening, yet relaxing day in a beautiful town!

Porto may be my motherland

After a brief stop at the famous Fiera da Ladra flea market in Alfama, we got on a train to Porto, Portugal which is 310 km – or less than 200 miles – north of Lisbon and is famous for it’s Port wine. When we first booked the trip our plan was to stay in Lisbon for the entire time. But so many people highly recommended that we spend some time in Porto. And now I can see why!

We arrived via train at the famous Sao Bento train station. This train station is on many must-see lists because of it’s interior lobby designed with traditional Portuguese tiles. It is truly lovely – maybe that’s not the right word for it as it’s packed with tourists and locals alike. It is more awe-inspiring.

Walking out of the train station we were again greeted by brilliant blue skies and so many colors. It really is a feast for your senses. John’s comment was “This place has a great vibe”. Mine was more about this place being my motherland! Because everywhere you looked was wine! And Port of course. Much more to come on Port… But wine menus, wine stories, wine cellars, wine tastings. Oh, I’ve come home 🙂

Another thing we saw everywhere we looked was teenagers wearing clothes from Harry Potter. Literally they are all over the streets of Porto! We just thought these were kids come to honor the series – the idea of which was born in Porto. More on the students later.

We headed down the hill toward to famous Cais de Ribeira all the while gawking at the architecture and the colors like silly tourists!

We had just a small amount of time before meeting our host so stopped into the Church of Sao Francisco. Another awe-inspiring structure bearing both gothic and baroque styles. It is quite overwhelming and a LOT to look at.

Back up the hill to meet our sweet Airbnb host who sat us down with a map and marked it all up. If you know me you know I like a marked-up, well-used paper map. Now we had some local recommendations and we were off to see the town.

Our first stop was the riverfront of course. This is the most instragramed area of Porto. When you google Porto this is what you see. Seeing it in person is even better. People walking shoulder to shoulder; little kiosks selling touristy junk; restaurants with views of the river; musicians making money doing what they love. It was quite something!

Starving, we did the tourist thing and sat at a restaurant on the riverfront. And it was a great decision! Sometimes – I feel – doing the touristy thing is necessary. We got to sit and watch the people and the water and the stunning Vila Nova de Gaia across the river. We got to eavesdrop on the stag party going on right next to us and we got to listen and watch an amazing musician right in front of us. And of course the food. We both tried a traditional dish of Porto – the Francesinha. It’s a sandwich with ham, sausage and beef in the middle covered with melted cheese and a sauce made of tomato and beer. Sounds great, doesn’t it?! Hmmm, not so much. The meat was good, the bread was good, the sauce was interesting and the cheese was…icky. Do I recommend it? Everything I read said it’s a must-try. I wish I’d had something else!

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Up, up, up some more hills in Porto and then we headed over the top of the famous Luís I Bridge. This bridge famously crosses the Duoro river between Porto and Vila Nova de Gaia where the port wine cellars that gave Porto it’s name are located. This is the bridge where most of those stunning pictures of Porto have been taken! Pedestrians can take the upper or lower part of the bridge and should definitely take the upper part for the incredible views! Just do t be afraid of heights!

We’d come up, up, up the hill to pass the Luis I bridge at the top so we needed to go down, down, down the hill to get to the sweet town of Vila Nova de Gaia. As usual, we took “the road less traveled by” and “that made all the difference”. We ended up on a small dirt path that was restricted to pedestrians due to construction. But we were all by ourselves! And the views from there were incredible. We’d take the road less traveled by more than once on this trip…

At the bottom of the hill…We really wanted to do a port wine tour but I hadn’t had the forethought to make a reservation nor check the closing times so we were out of luck. But we stumbled upon Mercado Beira-Rio – a small market with a dozen or so restaurants and bars within it. And community style seating in the middle. John had his first(!) glass of port and we picked up a bottle of white from the Duoro valley for me.

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We took our wine and plastic cups to another Miradouro at the top of the hill – Parque Municipal das Virtudes – opposite the famous Cais de Ribeira to watch another stunning sunset. This is where all of those incredible photos of Porto come from – across the river! Again, the park was filled with people. People with kids; playing music, eating their picnics; drinking their wine. And again, the simplicity of life and the beauty of nature and the gratitude one can’t help but feel there gives way to meaningful conversation and overwhelming feelings of love. When the sun dropped into the water of the Duoro river and the sky became pink everyone in the park clapped 🙂

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It had been a long day and we decided to head back to our apartment. On the way we stumbled upon a musician playing guitar and singing in the street adjacent to the Sao Bento train station. Something about her voice and the harsh way she played the guitar caused us to stop and listen. And I’m so glad we did. Her name is Susana Silva. Her voice had a strong, “see me roar” vibe and her words – because a few songs were in English – spoke to us in a profound way. It is called “B U“. It says, “Be Yourself”, “Love Yourself” – these were the themes. More than anything they reminded us of our prayers for the kids. We walked away hand-in-hand me with a soft smile on my face and John with a tear in his eye.

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The peaceful feeling got completely obliterated as we got crazy lost trying to find our way back to the apartment! And remember the crazy kids dressed like Harry Potter? They’d multiplied! There were even more of them and now they were chanting as the walked the streets of Porto. I needed to do some research on this…

Eventually we found our apartment and decided to treat ourselves to a yummy gelato to calm us down before bed 🙂

Life is Good but Wine is Better

What better way to start your first full day in Lisbon but with Portuguese pastries! This whole city is packed with pastelaria and the typical Lisbon pastry is called pasteis de nata. It was high on my list of things to eat here. We consulted Google and found a small bakery in one of the little hidden alleyways in Alfama – our neighborhood. Breakfast = 1 pasteis de nata, 1 azevias do grão e amendõa – which is cinnamon and chickpeas in fried dough(!) and one savory bread stuffed with chorizo. Okay! Everything I’d heard about pasteis de nata is spot on! It is a flaky crust similar to a croissant filled with a delicious custard and the top is similar to the consistency of creme brûlée. Absolutely yummy and a must-eat here!

Healthy Breakfast in Alfama!

We had some time before our scheduled walking tour so now headed up the hill from our apartment toward Sao Jorge Castle – which is a castle built in the mid 11th century and sits at the top of the biggest hill in Alfama. I’ve read it’s not worth paying the money to visit the castle and it was closed so we went in search of a viewpoint and were not disappointed!

Miradouro de Santa Luiza is one of the the most beautiful views in Lisbon. Miradouro translates simply to viewpoint in English. Apparently anytime you see a sign for a Miradouro you should take advantage of it. And since it was so early (Lisbonites seem to stir a bit later than other European cities) we were one of just a few people in the sweet square. It is beautifully landscaped and offers an unobstructed view of the Tagus in the distance and the copper colored rooftops of Alfama in the foreground. Just stunning. At Portas do Sol – which was of course not open yet – we got to see one of the most photographed views in Lisbon.

We headed down the hill toward Bairro Alto where we were scheduled to take a free walking tour of Lisbon. John and I love to do these tours. They are always run by locals and tourists get a chance to hear their stories and ask questions and get local recommendations. This time we chose Chillout Lisbon Tours based on reviews I’d seen online. Pedro was our tour guide – a Fado-singing local who got fired from his office job and decided to use his passion for his city on tours.

During the tour we were given a lot of history on the city. The event in this city that seems to define it more than any other is the earthquake of 1755. I’d read about the earthquake but it was fascinating to be on the streets where it happened and picture life that day.

The earthquake happened on November 1st at 9:40 am. Scientists today say that it registered an 8.5-9 on the Richter scale and it lasted up to 6 minutes. Compare that with the latest quake in San Francisco in 2007 that was just a 5.6 on the Richter scale! The earthquake caused fissures up to 16 feet across. And – since the quake took place on the Catholic holiday of All Saints Day – candles lit in homes and in churches started massive fires all over the city. Survivors of the earthquake rushed from their homes toward what they thought was safety – the water of the Tagus river. From there they watched the river recede and then a tsunami engulfed the harbor and the downtown area of the city, killing somewhere between 10,000 and 100,000 Lisbonites.

A pictorial of the death and destruction of the Lisbon earthquake

Needless to say that day has left it’s mark on the city. The architecture of the buildings changed; the mindset of the people changed; the way they celebrated changed. And the passion that Pedro spoke about it was moving. They have even left the Carmo Convent as it stood after the earthquake that day – roofless as a result of the building caving in on the congregants that day.

We continued on through 4 of the main neighborhoods of Lisbon where Pedro sang and joked and provided history lessons and gave recommendations.

Two things I won’t soon forget – a quote by the Portuguese poet Fernando Pessoa who said “Life is Good but Wine is Better!” Apparently he died of liver colic – a.k.a. Chronic alcoholism! And in Lisbon you can “drink whatever you want, wherever you want, whenever you want”! It was a very nice 3 hours and I would definitely recommend anyone to take one of these tours.

Based on a recommendation from Pedro, we headed back to the Bairro Alto neighborhood for a traditional Portuguese lunch. He recommended a street called Rua de Duque which has 5 wonderful, local restaurants on it. I’d actually read the same in my research so we headed to O Fernandinho restaurant, run by Fernando himself – a short, round, jolly man who greeted us with a smile.

We ordered another traditional dish – bacalhau a lagareiro. It was SOOOO good! Grilled cod seeped in olive oil and garlic and accompanied by potatoes and broccoli. My favorite meal yet! Just beware of bones 🙂

More walking…more walking…back to our apartment to rest our weary feet.

Another night in Lisbon equals another stunning sunset. There are so many places to watch the sunsets here. Again, termed Miradouros. This time we packed wine (drink anything, anywhere, anytime!) that our host had left us and headed back up the hill to Placa de Graça. It was nothing more than a small square with a little sculpture and one bar/restaurant but was teeming with people! We managed to get a spot right on the side of the wall for a another gorgeous sunset over the rooftops of Lisbon. And more importantly, sitting in that environment we are able to be completely present. Surrounded by beauty and diversity and love and laughter. That kind of scenario seems to open the door for communication and extreme appreciation. It was a moment I am truly grateful for – especially because I got to share it with the love of my life.

Time for more walking and food! We headed back down the hill and decided to try another typical restaurant on Rua de Duque since every other place was packed with tourists! I don’t like it when the waiters and hosts almost accost you while walking by and I’d rather not eat with a bunch of tourists anyway…This time we ate at Duque da Rua and shared a carafe of Portuguese white and more conversation and smiles.

As we walked back to our apartment through the alleyways with Fado playing in the background, the night would not be complete without having more of Lisbon’s traditional liqueur called Ginja. A Portuguese woman had a small table set out with a large bottle and plastic shot glasses as well as chocolate shot glasses! Can you imagine what we chose?!

A stop on the way to our apartment for a chocolate bar completed our amazing day!

The LIGHT of Lisbon

My first impression of this city is the light. The way the light hits the pastel-colored buildings – some of which also boast traditional Portuguese tiles – is stunning! And the way the brilliant blue of the sky sits in the background. Even the streets seem to reflect the sunlight; the cobblestones sparkling! It is truly phenomenal. And apparently it’s not just me – studies have been done on the phenomenon of the light in Lisbon. Fascinating…and oh so pretty.

The light of Lisbon

Since we were arriving post Portuguese holiday and the traffic wasn’t bad, our driver Jorge took us on a brief tour of the city – starting from the older portion which was not destroyed by the earthquake of 1755. As you drive closer to the river Tagus you see the difference in architecture and how the buildings have changed since the devastation of that day. The newer buildings are charming with traditional Portuguese tiles and pastel colors of all shades.

Our sweet little apartment in Alfama

A short stop in our super cozy little Airbnb in the neighborhood of Alfama and we were off to check things out.

The downtown area of Lisbon is made up of many distinct neighborhoods – all very close together and all very different from each other. Well I think we visited every single one.

Alfama – the neighborhood we’re staying in – is the oldest in the downtown area and is also described as the most charming. This part of the city survived the devastating earthquake of 1755. The streets are cobblestone and the alleyways are hidden and tiny and adorable. Small shops, restaurants and bars seem to be placed in the most unimaginable places. It’s a neighborhood where you can and should get lost! I believe that is where you’ll find the most charm. Flowers pop from cobblestone sidewalks and apartment terraces.

A view of the rooftops – Lisbon

We had our first unplanned meal on our way down the hill from Alfama. Both of us love to try the traditional cuisine of a place while we travel and this was no different. John got a very typical dish called bacalhau com natas – a mixture of codfish, potatoes and onions with some cream. It was lovely! I – on the other hand – opted for sardines. I know…but I had to try them. They seem to be everywhere in this city! Well, I tried them – once was enough! I also had some wonderful mussels – not a traditional dish but a girl’s got to eat.

We headed down the hill from Alfama toward the center of the city – Baixa. This is definitely tourist-central! This is also the area of the city that was completely destroyed in the earthquake and so is very new – respectively speaking. Interestingly, it also contains the earliest examples of earthquake-resistant architecture. There are tons of restaurants and shops – restaurants and shops that you will find all over the world – H&M anyone?! – but there are also some gorgeous buildings and lovely statues in some of the placas.

Praça do Comércio is known as the entrance to Lisbon. It was rebuilt after the earthquake and is a large welcoming square set right on the riverfront. Here you can check out the cruise ships and sailboats as you walk along the water. So many people come to this area to watch the unbelievable sunset each night over the water.

We took our time strolling down the riverfront enjoying the people watching and the weather and the water. We were walking toward another neighborhood called Cais do Sodre.

This is one of the cool, hip trendy neighborhoods. It is considered to be a good example of Lisbon’s transformation from traditional to more progressive and liberal. It contains Ribeira das Naus, the recently rejuvenated riverfront areas where tourists and locals alike flock to relax along the water. This is where John and I watched our first Lisbon sunset. We stopped at one of the quiosques for some wine. These quiosques can be found all over the city. You can buy wine or some light snacks here. We bought a glass of Portuguese white wine for me and Portuguese green wine for John!

You read that correctly – green wine! Green wine is nothing new – it is the typical Portuguese Vinho Verde from the northern part of the country. It is cool, crisp and has some effervescence. So yes it’s fizzy. Not my thing 🙂

After the brilliant sunset, we got lost and ended up on Cais do Sodre’s infamous Pink Street. Come here if you want to drink and party into the wee hours of the morning. And after you party, the shopkeepers have to scrub down that famous pink street!

We headed up the hill toward Bairro Alto. In Bairro Alto you are returned to cobblestone streets but it has a much more hippie-bohemian style. There is a lot of personality in this neighborhood! We passed so many cool, eclectic wine bars. Tables are set onto the cobblestone streets for tourists to dine al fresco. And it seems like music and laughter can be heard around every corner.

It was getting way past our bedtime so we made our way slowly back to Alfama. The Alfama neighborhood is also known for having the best Fado music in Lisbon. Fado is the traditional music of Lisbon and from all I’ve read – a must-hear! The music itself is listed on UNESCO’s Representative List of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity.

Fado is sung in Portuguese and has a sad, melancholy feel to it. It is somewhat haunting. It is typically a female singer and two men playing guitar. It can be heard all over Alfama! The female voices are strong and steady and loud and absolutely amazing! Just turn the corner onto another tiny alleyway and you can hear another voice belting out a beautiful, yet mournful, tune. Tourists either pay to hear the musicians or just sit on the steps and listen for free.

Since it was late we grabbed a bottle of Portuguese white wine and headed to our apartment where we listened to Fado music (on Spotify!) and talked about life. What a great start to our vacation!

Vin Chaude and Santa flying through the air

Today was a rest day for the Cacheris’s! We needed it after averaging about 9 miles a day!

We set off on foot mid morning to take in the famous Castle de Chillon – this is a must-do based on the research I’ve done. You can walk the lake promenade the entire way there which seems to always be picturesque. And of course shop at all of the market stalls along the way. In so doing we stopped at a stall that was just opening to peruse the gorgeous leather and silver bracelets. We ended up talking to Arthur – the owner and artist behind Surpiqure.

One of the gorgeous bracelets at Surpiqure

Not only did we love the jewelry but again the conversation was what made the experience extraordinary. John asked about French politics and again, the vendor’s way of life – traveling over France and Europe to sell his jewelry. And about how his internet business is picking up. And about how the weather really dictates the success of his business during Montreux Noël. Very cool, very fascinating guy! We’re both grateful – again – for these moments during our travels. John calls them serendipitous. It’s an appropriate word and one of the things we both adore about seeing the world – it’s people!

Off to Chillon!

The impressive Castle de Chillon

Castle de Chillon is a medieval fortress sitting on the shores of Lake Geneva. It is the most visited monument in Switzerland. The oldest parts of the castle haven’t been definitively dated but the first written record of the castle is 1005! It is most known for it’s use as a prison in the 16th century. It’s most famous prisoner is Francois Bonivard on whom Lord Byron’s famous poem “The Prisoner of Chillon” is based. In fact Byron even carved his name on one of the pillars in the castle’s dungeon.

Perhaps more compelling to readers, Chillon also inspired the castle in Disney’s The Little Mermaid 🧜‍♀️

It was an enormous, haunting castle with incredible views of the lake from every window. And contrary to some museums I’ve been in, there was a ton of information on the history of each and every room.

I wasted – and loved! – the next few hours sitting poolside in the Fairmont’s Willow Stream Spa.

I really wanted to do the tourist thing and head down to Montreux Noël and partake in a Vin Chaude (hot mulled wine) in one of the specially erected bars on the promenade. It seemed like visitors and locals alike were down there drinking their hot wine and having a good ‘ole time. The problem with this plan, however, is that I’m not a fan of hot wine. I have more of a love/hate relationship with it. I love the feel of wrapping my hands around a steaming cup but — it just doesn’t taste good! It was a sacrifice I was willing to make. John and I split a Vin Chaude Blanc – which is better than a hot red wine – but only slightly.

We headed down the promenade – hot wine in hand – to see the one thing we did not want to miss!

See, every evening during Montreux Noël Santa Claus rides through the night air in his flying sleigh! They have cleverly raised cables high above the huts of the market and the sleigh literally flies through the air and stops directly in front of the Ferris wheel. He even has fireworks shooting from the runners of the sleigh as he takes off. And to top it all off, once he gets to his destination he stops – suspended in the air – and whips out his guitar and starts singing! We think it was the French version of “Go Tell it on the Mountain” it was sooooooo cheesy – and sooooooo cool.

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We decided before the trip to have at least one nice dinner. The concierge at the Fairmont recommended Restaurant 45 at the Grand Hotel Suisse Majestic. It got rave reviews and we were so excited. Well we were sorely disappointed ☹️. The food was average at best – bland is the best way to describe it. And when I asked for wine recommendations, the waiter poured tastes for John to try. Only John- I had to try his. Needless to say this didn’t sit well with me. And the atmosphere – just eh. I’m positive the views were gorgeous but as it was dark that didn’t matter. We left completely dissatisfied.

Back to the Fairmont and Funky Claude’s Bar – a bar attached to our hotel boasting live music every night. This place was fun! Two “mature” men – one on the electric guitar and one on the sax playing good old fashioned American rock music.

We ended on a solid high!