I forgot to add that when we went to the Salmon Bake on Tuesday, mom wrote my number on the bill for our waiter, but didn't put the area code so now my dream of my mom setting me up with a waiter is crushed because he didn't have my whole number. So Tony at the Salmon Bake in Denali, if you're reading this, call me - area code 810 ;)
Also, here's a cutie pic of dad with Nuna, the obsessive sled dog at Denali:
On Wednesday we drove to Seward, AK, because we haven't done enough driving this trip. But before we did that, we went to Moose's Tooth in Anchorage. It's a neat little brewery/restaurant that makes quite possibly the world's best pizza. Mom, dad, and Nikki split 2 different pizzas, while I had my own. The three of them were quite the disappoint, as they only finished like 2 and a half pieces between the three of them, while I finished 2 pieces by myself. Each pizza had 4 slices, so we're not as skinny as it sounded. On the way down to Seward we stopped at the Alaskan Wildlife Conservation Center. It's basically a place where orphaned animals are sent after they're rescued (I think). So there were moose(s?), bears, bison, elk, and caribou.
The animals were totally all up in our grills and it was cool, yet utterly terrifying.
Take this moose, for example. He was all calm and collected, but could've lost his cool and attacked us in 0.2 seconds. He didn't though, which was nice of him. I forgot to take a selfie with him though, so that was the disappointment of the day.
Then check out this bear. He ripped that poor salmon to shreds and could've easily done the same to me. He didn't, though. But only because we were separated by an electric fence.
During our tour of the conservatory, mom made a new friend:
This bison, who she named Elvis, kept following us. So naturally mom tried to strike up a conversation with him. I have a video of part of their convo on my phone, but it went along the lines of her asking why he had no friends and why he was such a loser and when he was going to get a haircut. All I can say is thank god no one was around to hear her.
After the conservatory, we eventually made it to Seward and set up camp and chilled for the night, because we're such party animals.
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