Have you ever been to Anchorage? (Have you ever been to me?)

Ok, we've got to hear the story on this.

Did you wake up on a Russian tramp steamer bound for Vladivostok?

 

My indoor football team played there in 2008. It was in the summer, and it was weird to go out at 11 p.m. and it was still daylight.

Other than that, great visit. There's a club called the "Bush Company" that I didn't partake, but was a must-see for all the players.

 

We unwittingly went to a "juice bar," AKA, a strip club without a liquor license (and, yes, it's every bit as depressing as it sounds). A "juice" cost $40 and was delivered with a grinding from the topless "waitress," who was quick to offer a "smoothie" for an additional $40. We all passed because they were hideous, but to this day, my friends and I refer to BJs as "smoothies."

Oh, and my buddy had his credit card swiped after receiving his orange juice. So he left broke and with a stain on the leg of his pants left behind by the waitress.