Not there yet

It's been 54 hours since my original flight from Fairbanks, and RAVN (Era) just cancelled all morning flights out of Nome.  Nome is nice.  Today maybe I will head to the museum before I head back to the airport at 4pm for one last try today.  Sitting in the Bering Sea restaurant, the fog has just burned off to a beautiful day!  From the window a truck drives out on to the frozen sea to a couple of tent camps about a half mile from shore.  The locals tell me they are dredging under the ice!  There may also be some crabbers out there too, but most are searching for sea gold.  I'm sure eventually I will make it to Wales, hopefully for a few days of school anyway.  Saturday's returning flights are getting closer with every cancelled flight, though.  I'll post some Nome pictures when I figure how to get them onto my computer!  Learning lots!  How to keep a blog, how the fog rolls in springtime because of the sea ice break up, that the cheapest (and tiniest) room in town is more expensive than a normal Fairbanks spot, how casual conversations in rural, Alaska often contain reference to "camp," "drying fish,"  and "caribou hunting."  Sadly, the locals here are grieving the loss of a young man that was struck and killed by an alleged intoxicated driver on Saturday.  So much to take in when traveling in a new place.  The world dances to a different beat everywhere you go.  I'm lucky to be here and hear the music.