Alaska Is:
         Alaska is a scrapbook. It’s made up of memories that can always be looked back on with a smile.

Final Reflection:
        I don’t know many places where I can wake up and look at mountains, have 70 other people be there for me all the time, and be amazed by the things around me every day. That’s Alaska, though, and that’s what made me come back. The comfort of old and new friendships, the excitement of adventures, and the numerous opportunities to create memories are all part of the Alaska trip that we all know and love. So many things happened in three weeks, and I won’t forget any of them. I’m coming home with new view, new friends, and new memories to look back on. I’ve spent an awful lot of time trying to find the right words to show people what it was like in “Alaska, but I just couldn’t do it. Alaska is what it is, and it takes three weeks living and loving it to really understand.