Somehow, while packing, I didn’t consider that Alaska in July would still be chilly. I’m not on the balcony two seconds before I dash back inside to grab a blanket.
We’re docked at our final port-of-call, Juneau, but with this grayscale heavy drizzle, I think I’ll download a movie, order room service, drink complementary bottled water from a wine glass.
Monday’s One-Minute Fiction challenges you to write a story in one minute, no more, no less, based on the prompt provided. We’re finishing September with more Alaska-themed prompts. This week’s one-word prompt is: dock.