Alaska is a place much in tune with heritage and tradition. It's quite cool to know that the cathedrals and chapels in which we worship are older than our grandfathers and great-grandfathers. And Russian influence here is everywhere! The street names, the landmarks, and especially the people. There are many residents of Aleut descent as well. Ishmael and his children are originally from the villages and he told us of life there. It sounds exhilarating but at the same time to be that self-dependent makes me feel a little wimpy. I was scared to take a plane. His children are so kick-butt they bike down hills without crying. Haha.
Helping people out is a good medicine. So far I've assisted in repainting part of a cathedral and laid down rocks so the outside will look pretty. =) And I have self-appointed myself as videographer of this entire magical experience. So expect a string of clips and a full movie by the end of the journey, though it might take a while; Kodiak has much to see and even more to explain. With history this rich it's hard to choose what you will see.
To conclude, leaving the island of Kodiak and Alaska in general will be quite difficult. I imagine it'll be sad like the end of Disney's Pocahontas when she is running toward John Smith's ship and the music swells and they're separated forever. But I may come back on my own someday.
Will possibly write once more,
Nicole
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