B. Haines Junction, Yukon – Day 1
C. Muncho Lake, British Columbia – Day 2
D. Valleyview, Alberta – Day 3
TOTAL MILES: Roughly 1750
We are halfway to our new home. We have been spending 12-14 hours a day in a car living off bottled water, Red Bull, Gatorade, and jerky. Day 3, like all of our road trip days started with a plan. But seeing as we spent the first three hours of our trip in a snowy whiteout, we quickly adapted. NEW END LOCATION SELECTED!
We made it all the way to whothefuckknowswhere Alberta Canada. Up until today everything Adam and I were seeing we'd done before when we drove up to Alaska two years ago.
Two years ago I agreed to join Adam in Alaska, and during our road trip each mile further north was another mile away from my old familiar life and into a terrifying unknown. If you haven't been to northern Canada and Alaska, let's just say things are different there. Each night I was EXHAUSTED, and we were spending only half as long in the car as we have been these last three days, and I'm starting to realize it was because I was so nervous, so tense, so scared. I was going into Alaska completely blind, and the further north we drove, the more my brain exploded.
Every tiny tiny tiny town we would roll through I would look terrified at Adam and ask in hushed tones, Is Anchorage bigger than this? Because you guys, you haven't seen a small town till you've driven the Alaskan highway. It's just, your mind would combust. Each small town we rolled through with a "grocery store", four houses and a gas pump I inserted myself into it, and I then died inside.
Now as we drive to Chicago I simply feel… ok. Stella is no longer a leaking thorn in our road trip side forcing us to stop each hour on the hour, I am able to offer suggestions for where to stop, where to stay, and what's next because I've actually done this before. I'm not the helpless passenger being led to Alaska this time. Even though we've now entered a part of the country I've never seen before (HELLO NEW PROVINCES IN CANADA!) I know where I'm headed, I've visited our future city and love it, and I even know what my future home looks like. I have stood in my future home, walked the neighborhood and declared it fit. When we moved to Alaska I rented a home for us in a city I've never been, in a state I had no real desire to live in, completely blind. All I knew about our new home in Alaska were the photos and grainy video I'd seen on Craigslist.
Tomorrow we trudge on again. Up at 7, in the car by 8, listen to music in the morning, podcasts/audio book to finish the day. One stop for a late lunch/early dinner, find a hotel around 9pm, asleep by midnight. Wash, rinse, repeat. Final stop, Chicago.
In three days I'll be in my new home. And instead of being excited with a huge side of terrified like I was on our way to Alaska, I'm just excited.
What a difference two years makes.