Mary-Day 3

We get up early again since we have scheduled another 9 am interview. When we arrive to the Whaling Captains office, we introduce ourselves to the morning receptionist or whoever she was and then she proceeds to call the man we have an appointment with. They tell us he is busy so we wait around out front. A few minutes later, another lady comes out and greets us and asks us what we are there for. She tries the man again and he is still busy. By this point Ryan and i get pissy cause we know we are getting blown off even though we made an appointment. The lady is nice, however, and tracks down another man who is an officer on the Whaling Commission. So we walk across the street to where he is to meet up with us. Once we get into a conference room with the man we feel much better because we at least scored an interview with someone from that commission. Once the interview starts though, it was as if the man was purposefully trying to be difficult and dance around our questions, which were all opinion and observation questions. It was the most difficult interview thus far and very difficult to get any actual answers from this guy. So finally the torture is over and we maybe have a few good quotes from him and decided to head out. We make a great last minute contact for the second group in our class flying out who probably would have been much better to interview had we met him earlier. We head back to the apt and get packed up. I run over to the AC store nearby and snag my much needed coffee and take a quick walk to the shore. I passed their only gas station and checked out their pump price: $4.45/gallon!! Suddenly the prices in Fairbanks don't seem like much to complain about, not that I actually have my own car to drive or anything. After I decided I couldn't tell very well where the land ended, and the ocean began I decided to turn around and head back...besides we have a flight to catch soon. Ryan and I bs some more wondering if our host who usually works nights, will wake up in time to give us a ride to the airport. We finally decided to say f-it since he was still sleeping and called a cab. Left a brief thank you note and left. When we got to the airport we checked our bags and ran across the street to a lunch buffet, which is all the building had marked on it. We hadn't had a real breakfast so a buffet sounded good. When we walked inside, we were surprised to see a Chinese buffet but decided oah what the hell! Nothing else is near by. We get in line to pay and the place is pretty busy since it is lunch time and a high school is right near by! The price for this "fabulous" lunch buffet was $13 friggin dollars! After being slightly annoyed by that we walked over to the food and half of it was already gone since it was their lunch rush so pretty disappointing to say the least. We ate, laughed some more about how weird Barrow is, talked sports and politics and then headed back across the street to the airport. When we got on that plane we were both so excited to be going home, just like how excited we were to be showing up haha.