January 8, 2008 at 5:18 AM
The weather in Pennsylvania seemed to want to make its Alaskan visitors feel right at home. One morning last week, for instance, I recall waking up to 40 mph winds and a thermometer that read three degrees above zero. Honestly, I'd been hoping for something a bit warmer than this on my vacation.Sunday evening, we hit the road once again, Oklahoma-bound. I-70 sprawled through the night, broken only by pit stops for gas and caffeine. If we timed it just right, we could make it 300 miles between stops. So 300 miles from Jersey Shore, PA, I hopped out of the car for the first time to be greeted with shockingly balmy air. By the time we reached Oklahoma, it was over 70 degrees, the strong southern wind blowing like a hair dryer. I burst through the door of my parents' home and quickly switched out of my turtleneck into a t-shirt, shorts and running shoes, afraid to waste a single moment of this precious spring-like day, fully aware that it wasn't going to last.
Just 24 hours ago, I wrapped my scarf tightly and grabbed my gloves as I went out the door. But tonight, lightning boils high in the hot cauldron sky, spawning tornados and thunderstorms to the south and east. Tomorrow night, it will be twenty degrees again.
She plays it all with such dynamic contrast that it puts me on the edge of my seat, waiting to see what will unfold next.
That's very odd though, this time of year. If you were looking for a warm winter trip though...you need to think further south. Much further.
Have a safe trip back.
Then Thanksgiving rolled around, and since George and I have no family in AK, we ate our dinner over at our friends' place. It was windy and nasty that day, and when we came home the power went out for a couple of hours. So we sat in the dark thinking about the prospect of spending Christmas the same way. All alone. In the dark. As soon as the power came back on, I called my mom, who shared with me her own stories of her not-so-great Thanksgiving. It was at that point that the two of us decided to find a way for George and I to spend the holidays with our families.
We're so glad we got to see all the people we love again. It definitely beats sitting at home in the dark. Heck, it might even beat a sandy beach in the sun.
Maybe next year we'll make it to Hawaii.
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