We are leaving Alaska. There, I said it. Collin's Pilatus gig with AeroFlite is taking us to Spokane, and I am packing up and reversing course almost exactly 2 years to the day after Luna and I arrived.
We reluctantly put the house on the market, half-hoping it wouldn't sell. It went under contract in two days. We sorta hoped it wouldn't appraise. It did. I hoped the buyers wouldn't get their financing. They did. We sorta hoped the engineer's report or the well inspection would reveal something catastrophic that would have blown the deal. Didn't happen.
Sad to leave Fairbanks and sadder to have to do all THIS again so soon. Below is a shot of Parkwest headquarters this morning. We hope to be packed up and heading down the Al-Can two days from now.
We reluctantly put the house on the market, half-hoping it wouldn't sell. It went under contract in two days. We sorta hoped it wouldn't appraise. It did. I hoped the buyers wouldn't get their financing. They did. We sorta hoped the engineer's report or the well inspection would reveal something catastrophic that would have blown the deal. Didn't happen.
Sad to leave Fairbanks and sadder to have to do all THIS again so soon. Below is a shot of Parkwest headquarters this morning. We hope to be packed up and heading down the Al-Can two days from now.
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