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On our train trips north and south during the Alaska adventure, we passed through a tiny town called Wasilla, not be known in the lower 48 for nearly two more weeks. Knowing that it was the official starting point of the Iditarod, it occurred to me that the well-known race went all the way to Nome, starting from Nowhere.
So pleased that today, on Inauration Day, tiny Wasilla is slipping back into its Nowhere history.
Next post will be about the Alaska Railroad, a great experience in itself. Enjoy the Inaugural Balls.
