We stayed at “Al’s Alaskan Inn”
It was surprisingly quiet and clean.
When I got a taxi from the airport, I asked the driver if he knew where Al’s Alaskan Inn was. He said, “Sure, I know! Um … how did you hear about it?”
That was pretty much the reaction from locals — EVERYONE knows Al’s. Except tourists. (Internet-savvy sisters also know Al’s.)
Rachel, Mary, and Heidi drove from Seattle to Anchorage. The went through a couple of construction sites, and it got a little dusty. At least it was always easy to find in a parking lot.