After Glacier Day was Skagway!
We went to the top and front of deck 10 to look at the town from the dock. It's cute.
We all had an excursion planned for mid-morning.
We took a streetcar tour through the town.
I am not a nature girl. But Alaska IS wilderness, so I used this outhouse, which basically means I went camping.
All 8 of us.
We were told it was a rare day to be able to see this mountain. Apparently most of the time it's foggy. It was nice, like 70, but so windy.
After our tour of the town, most of us went back to the ship for lunch. Then just my little family of 4 went back out to town, and we walked around.
It was nice to know if we moved to Skagway (we would never) that we could still keep our bank.
We went to the grocery store, and this was the "Costco" section.
Then because it was Sunday we went to church. This was a moment of panic for me. I had emailed ahead because I wanted to confirm Mass times. And Fr. Joseph told me there wasn't a Mass that day because of the priests' retreat in Anchorage.
Which makes total sense to me now, since from Skagway it's a 6 hour ferry ride to Juneau and a plane ride from there. No way he could do a 3:00 pm and 7:00 pm Mass in Skagway and be there in time.
I had asked if there was a communion service and heard back when I checked my email in Skagway that Dc. Vincent would in fact have one.
It was very tiny and simple. And Jesus was there.
We were truly about an hour early. And that was okay. My heart needed it. Remember, I was missing my Babcia. Funny enough, we were only alone for about 8 minutes.
There was a moment where the kids and I sang "We Remember" together, and it honestly might be my favorite part of the vacation. A reminder that to the ends of the Earth the Lord loves us and my family will praise Him at all times.
The Communion service was nice. And truly packed. It was beautiful to see. Then I made the kids stand in the street to get a view of them with the town AND ship. (It's in the middle in the background.)
There was no lack of sweets on this trip, but we bought some Huckleberry cheesecake to share from a local dessert place because fresh huckleberries and the radio was playing one of my favorite praise songs when we went in the shop. Felt like a sign.
Everyone liked the Huckleberry Cheesecake.
I took a picture and sent it to my bestie. She loves a National Park. I do not. But this one worked for me.
You could barely read this but it explains how Skagway literally means "Windy Place" and oh my gosh. So true.
Back on ship, we did a photo palooza because I was adamant about getting my money's worth on the photo package.
Completely unedited... check out my hair... proving how windy it was!
I am so glad we've been to Skagway!