After our glacier adventure, we all needed a rest. So we went to the world famous Red Dog Saloon. Now this is my kind of bar...sawdust for a floor, great beer, a rowdy crowd. Oh yes, back in Gnomistan, I was known to be a party gnome. Many a night I would stumble home after a long night of “caterwauling” with my chums. After having a relaxing time, our waiter noticed Mr. and Mrs. S were Penn Staters. He, too, had attended that prestigious university and was currently on sabbatical in Alaska. What a small world!

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