The 57th Parallel: Home sweet home

Week 1 accomplished and conquered. I started both my jobs and even thinking of pursuing another one (I have my reasons to this madness). Beachcomber has been so much fun (especially that shift drink), cleaned out this back room at the house and made it into my own, and have been really settling into the Petersburg ways. And for all that know my FABULOUS eating and exercising habits, believe me when I say it's practically been a 180 over here. I bike ride everywhere, I eat salad, I love fish, I try something new WILLING everyday it seems, and I got a second ear piercing?! Is this real life? This past week I went to the famous summer solstice party where it seemed like the whole town was there. The house is best described as a treehouse and has a pathway down to the rocky beach where we had a HUGE bonfire. Nothing but good company and awesome Alaskan beers. The next day we went to the creek at low tide to enjoy some beach time, which quickly turned into a sand storm with the raging wind blowing. Since we all couldn't fit on the boat at once a few of us took a mile-ish long hike through Kupreanof (Island across from PSG) and it was beyond beautiful. The bear poop along the way didn't help my fear of creatures in Alaska though...

Besides my inconceivable new ways, the weather has been you're typical San Francisco summer (eh? eh? Any San Franciscans out there?) and the glorious 4th of July is coming soon! Just to give you an insight of how important this day is to PSG, they care enough to shut down the whole town and make it a week long event. The street is filled with games and activities, fireworks everywhere (not my favorite, but that's what alcohol is for), the Beachcomber has a pre-party the night before with BBQ and fireworks off the dock, and the night before that the staff has a party to set up the pre party. You following? Alright, lets move on....

I still can't get over this small town vibe of saying hello to everyone. I was talking on the phone today with my mom and I had to stop every so often because I was waving and saying hi to people. Last night was ladies night at the bar (please take a minute and notice "the" in front of the word bar) but the exhaustion of the restaurant wore me out....next time Kitos....next time. To eliminate confusion PSG graciously has only one of everything, "the" store, "the" bank, "the" movie theater (aka middle/high school gym). I may be sounding sarcastic, but this not-making-choices thing is really relieving. Also my coffee intake has drastically increased only because I feel darkness = bed time. Well...since it doesn't get dark here my insomnia has kicked into high gear. 10pm here is like 6pm back at home....then I wake up at 4AM thinking it's 9AM. Bizarre feeling to say the least. Here are some more pictures, I will put some up of the town next week from my 4th of July festivities!