How dumb I was. 6 months before the trip, I actually rejected the idea of heading to Alaska... ALASKA for god's sake. Thankfully, yours truly did not make that mistake.
On 29 September (Edit: It was August, getting old here) 2015, I left Singapore for a 23+ hour flight (or should I say flights) to Fairbanks, Alaska.
It was a 6am flight but I was in the airport at am to get some work done and also to meet a friend of mine who was flying off the same morning. I was prepared for my 23 hours of hell. I mean, an American airline and coach, sounds like a disaster. Surprising it wasn't that bad.
I had a book to read, movies on my Macbook Pro ('No Cameras Allowed' was insanely good, more on that in a later post) and the in-flight entertainment.
I made an earlier decision to start sleeping on ADST as soon as I stepped on the first leg. This was made possible with the endless supply of Starbucks coffee on all Delta flights. It was insane, to say the least, but don't expect a Green Tea Cream. Service was mehh especially if you are a die-hard Singapore Airlines fan.
Long and behold, 23 hours passed and I'm now in ice-cold Fairbanks. 5pm, chilly and bright, it felt like a cold morning. Pumped, I was going all out in capturing the sheer beauty of the Chena River, which my hotel was situated next to.
By the time I felt hungry, it was already 10pm. It wasn't entirely my fault, it's 10 but the sky was still bright (oh blame it on the latitude of 65 degrees North). With all restaurants closed, I googled around for Pizza Hut, which moments ago I saw a guy delivery them to my hotel. It took me a painful 20 minutes to order with my call going out to Anchorage. Finally it was delivered!
I'm not lying when I say they deliver pizza faster in the icy-cold region of Alaska than here in Singapore.