I arrived at the airport groggy and cranky after an overnight adventure  that included a four hour (1am-5am) layover at Anchorage airport.  It  was a nice day and I'd heard that Fairbanks wasn't exactly a hotspot of  tourist entertainment, so for a hot second I considered renting a car  and making the drive to Denali.  Unlike other national parks, though,  you can't drive through Denali and to truly do it justice I felt like I'd need a few  days hiking at minimum.  So I dropped my bag at the hotel and decided  to check Fairbanks off the list.  Denali will have its day soon.
After learning that the free hotel trolley that goes around town didn't  start until 1pm, I asked them to call a cab so that I could go  "downtown" for breakfast.  "The" cab (I seriously think there is only  one) arrived and I asked her for a breakfast recommendation.  "Well,  there's the diner, or there's a fancier little bistro" - I cut her off  there, saying a diner sounded great.
After a tasty, huge breakfast of French toast with strawberries, bacon, non-reindeer sausage and eggs I headed out to explore.
There is not much to see in "downtown" Fairbanks.
The river walk was pretty, though, and the University museum was really  well done.  The museum also offered movies from which I learned that there is a  species of wood frog that freezes for eight months of the year and  thaws for the summer, and that electrons form mirror images  of the Auroras Borealis and Australius - I had no idea they were made  from the exact same light.  I want to see both the frogs and the lights  someday.
I tried to go to the auto museum at the hotel (cars from the late 1800s  through mid 19th century) but it was closed for a wedding, so I got a  beer and some dinner at the bar and wandered over to the Tiaga Center  for the evening movie.  The schedule showed a documentary about driving  the Alaskan highway but the staff couldn't find that one so the three of  us (myself and two older ladies from New Zealand) chose a wildlife  video instead.  It definitely got me in the mood for camping, and I  headed to bed in the night's bright sunlight excited for the adventure  to come.
Song of the day: Far Behind, Eddie Vedder
Saturday, July 30, 2011
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