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Alaska’s Skagway 

In Skagway I stayed in a cute hotel, once a brothel, and while having a hotel breakfast the following morning, was reminded I was in Alaska, U.S.A. A woman nearby, talked incessantly about the guns she and her husband had brought on the trip. It wasn’t my kind of breakfast conversation, so I made a hasty exit.

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Miles Canyon and further south

I left Whitehorse for Miles Canyon that was not far from the Yukon’s capital. A trail led to the Yukon River, still flowing at a reckless speed past the reddish cliffs. From there, I lazily zigzagged towards Skagway, stopping at scenic spots along the way and crossing into British Columbia and then the U.S. where the three borders were set close together.

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New York’s Brooklyn

One of my daughters raved about New York but it was never a place I wanted to visit. I’d rather be surrounded by trees than high-rise. But when she suggested we meet up there for the Remembrance Day, long weekend, I was soon on a flight that crossed the continent.

We hung out in Brooklyn for a day which appeared other worldly with an overload of Jewish men in traditional garb, posters in Hebrew and even buses with Hebrew calligraphy along the side.