Tuesday, 26 August 2025

And Just Like That...It's Over

When Sex and the City premiered in June of 1998, I was living in Japan. The show hadn't made its way there yet (there were no streaming services like today), and I was limited to popular shows from home. The video store had some English movies, but the variety was lacking, and Netflix was still years away. As much as I treasured my Japanese dramas (Beach Boys and Love Generation), I still craved a good show from home. I had read Candace Bushnell's novel, Sex and the City, so I was looking forward to the TV adaptation. 

My friend Kate's student traveled to the U.S. in 2000 and was able to procure a box set of DVDs. We made plans to binge the entire season while sharing wine and pizza. As soon as we heard the opening static of the HBO intro, we were hooked. When the music cued up, we saw Sarah Jessica Parker walking the streets of New York in the most fabulous outfit, just before getting splashed by a bus with an ad for her own newspaper column. 


Watching these four women navigate their 30s as single women in New York was refreshing. They were polar opposites, but they were still close. Kate and I barely took a break while we marathon-watched the entire box set. I was so enchanted by the show that when I stepped out of Kate's apartment to return to my own, I experienced culture shock. After watching all that English TV and seeing the New York sites, I momentarily forgot I resided in Shizuoka. I quickly returned to earth as I hopped on my bicycle (not hailing a yellow taxi) and rode by rice fields and pachinko parlours.
It was an escape. 

Eventually, I would watch all six seasons and then watch the two movies that followed. The fashion, Cosmopolitans, and all the men and obstacles Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda went through made the viewer feel like they were right there along for the ride. It was sad to say goodbye to these characters when the show came to an end. 

Then in 2021, HBO Max announced there would be a revival, And Just Like That..., with 3 of the 4 main characters returning. The show would take place 11 years after the movie Sex and the City 2, where we see the women navigating life in their 50s. While I was excited to see these women again, the 3 seasons of And Just Like That... didn't feel the same as the original. It was often too woke and cringey, and it felt like the characters were no longer the same women we once adored. The acting and writing were just bad, with huge gaps in the plot. If they had evolved as characters, it would have been fine, but it was as if they forgot who they were. The show was a disappointment, but I still hate-watched it faithfully. It wasn't the same without Kim Cattrall, and the writing fell short. On August 14th, after 27 years, we bid farewell to Carrie Bradshaw and the girls.

I will return to the original series because it feels somewhat therapeutic and nostalgic witnessing these friends talk, laugh, fight, and love each other. It will remind me of my friend Kate, who is still living in Japan. I am grateful for this franchise. It taught women to have fun with fashion, to love themselves, and that life doesn't end at 30. I just think they deserved a better ending. 

~MT




Tuesday, 29 July 2025

Come Sail Away

On July 13th, my sister and I boarded the Celebrity Solstice in Vancouver, B.C., setting sail to Alaska. Prior to this trip, I had only been on a 4-day cruise in Greece and Turkey. For months before the cruise, we did our homework and research, joining Celebrity and Alaska Facebook groups, which provided a plethora of tips on what to pack and what excursions to take. After a wonderful visit with family in B.C., we got dropped off at the Port of Vancouver, dumped our luggage, sailed through customs, and boarded the ship. Our room was almost ready, so we changed into our bathing suits and went exploring. It was a beautiful sunny day in B.C. We secured lounge chairs at the pool and dipped into the water. We spent the next few hours here until the ship set sail. 


It would take two days until we reached our first port, and we were eager to experience all the activities the ship had to offer. Trivia, karaoke, scavenger hunts, live entertainment, and dance parties, as well as a variety of food and drinks, were all recommended.

After unpacking and settling in, we sat on the balcony watching B.C. pass us by. 

We were told to set our clocks back an hour that night, making it a 4-hour time difference. 


ICY POINT STRAIT

We sailed the Inside Passage—a coastal waterway that spans 500 miles of pristine Alaskan wilderness. Our first stop was Icy Strait Point Hoonah, the only privately owned cruise port in Alaska. The word Hoonah means "where the north wind doesn't blow." The town is only 7.3 square miles with a population of 765, being the home of the largest Tlingit community in Alaska. 


Boarding a smaller boat, we embarked on a whale-watching excursion. Icy Point has one of the largest humpback whale populations. We spent a few hours navigating the area, cameras poised at the ready for when a whale would spout, then emerge. Seeing them in their natural habitat was majestic. We also spotted a dolphin and sea otters. 

After the boat tour, we took the free gondola to Wilderness Landing. We feasted on reindeer chili and beer from the Alaskan Brewing Co. Both were delicious! 


HUBBARD GLACIER

The next day we awoke to cooler temperatures as we came upon Hubbard Glacier, the largest tidewater glacier on the North American continent. It's located in both Alaska and Canada's Yukon Territory. Standing at 11,000 feet above sea level, the glacier stretches 76 miles. If Hubbard Glacier continues to advance, it will close the seaward entrance of Russell Fjord and create the largest glacier-dammed lake in North America. 

It was peaceful floating through the ice chunks and getting as close to the glacier as possible. We could hear what sounded like thunder, which was in fact the glacier calving, where massive chunks of ice break off the glacier and fall into the water. We heard crackling and popping sounds as our ship slowly glided through the chunks of ice. 

JUNEAU

We sailed onto Juneau, the capital of Alaska, which was founded during a gold rush in 1880. Accessible by plane or boat only, Juneau is a cultural hub rich in Indigenous heritage. 

While driving along the Gastineau Channel on our way to the dog sled summer camp, we were fortunate to see a bear (from the safety of our vehicle). We soon arrived at Sheep Creek Valley, where we learned the history of dogsledding. We then climbed aboard a wheeled training cart and enjoyed an adventure through the rainforest with our dogsled team and musher. Back at camp, we got to pet and spend time with the dogs, as well as visit a 19th-century replica of an Iditarod outpost. The Iditarod is an annual long-distance sled dog race held in Alaska and travels from Anchorage to Nome. Mushers and their teams cover the distance in 8-15 days across approximately 1000 miles. It began in 1973 and is a highly competitive race. 

After learning about the Iditarod, we got to snuggle with the puppies before heading back to downtown Juneau. At only 5 months old, they were so cute!




We arranged a car rental to continue exploring Juneau. Making our way to Mendenhall Glacier and Nugget Falls, we spotted quite a few bald eagles. There are 32,000 people residing in Juneau and approximately 30,000 bald eagles. It was raining when we arrived at Mendenhall, but we were still able to enjoy the trails and the beautiful scenery. 

Other stops in Juneau included the National Shrine of St. Therese, Auke Bay, and a grocery store to compare costs (which, to be honest, weren't as pricey as I had anticipated). Heading back downtown, we discovered the Kooteeyaa Deiyi, or totem pole trail, along the waterfront. 

Nearby, we got to admire the Alaska Whale Sculpture known as Tahku. It's a life-scale bronze whale sculpture of a breaching humpback. 







All the exploring made us hungry, so we stopped in at the Twisted Fish Company for Alaskan King Crab. While the prices were steep at $80 per pound, it was delicious and totally worth it. My sister opted for the halibut, and it was also very good. Additionally, it cost me the T-shirt I was wearing since I got butter all over it. 








We dropped off the car rental with just enough time to pay homage to Patsy Ann, the bull terrier statue along the port. This dog is celebrated for her unique role as the "Official Greeter of Juneau." She arrived in Juneau in the 1930s, and although born deaf, she had an uncanny ability to sense the arrival of ships at the port. Patsy Ann died in 1942 but was such a beloved member of the community that they erected a statue of her, overlooking the cruise ships as they come into port. 



KETCHIKAN


The last port on the cruise was Ketchikan, which means "Thundering Wings of an Eagle." The town got its name as it is in the perfect shape of an eagle in flight. It's surrounded by the dense Tongass Forest and is famous for its abundant salmon, totem poles, and Creek Street. This town also takes the crown of having the most rain in Alaska, averaging 250+ days a year. Fortunately it was sunny the day we arrived. 





Our first stop was to visit the Great Alaskan Lumberjack Show. Paying homage to the city's lumber history, two teams of lumberjacks compete for the title of "King of the Woods." One team represented the Spruce Mill team of Ketchikan, while the other represented the Dawson Creek team of the Yukon (go Canada!). There were 13 events in total, including axe throwing, chainsaw carving, logrolling, speed climbing, and woodchopping. The boys were certainly entertaining! After the show, we walked for about 10 minutes to Creek Street. 




              Creek Street is actually a boardwalk mounted on stilts on a high slope on the east side of Ketchikan Creek. This location was infamous as being the red-light district until 1954. The brothels were outlawed and shut down at that time. Numerous houses of prostitution sprang up supported by wooden stilts. Winding into the hills above Creek Street is Married Man's Way, a trail used by patrons of the brothels to escape raids.



Before leaving Ketchikan, we stopped in at the Arctic Bar for a Duck Fart Shot. It's a potent, layered shot that mixes 1/3 Kahlua, 1/3 Baileys Irish Cream, and 1/3 whisky. I'm not sure where the name came from, but it was tasty! 

Back on the ship, we sat on the balcony as we pulled away from the quaint town. 

Ketchikan was our final port, and for the next day we enjoyed sailing back towards Vancouver, taking in the entertainment, the balcony and the beautiful weather.                                                            
Both my sister and I enjoyed this cruise immensely and already talked about looking at another cruise in 2026. This trip did not disappoint. It was hard to return home after seeing such beautiful scenery but I look forward to where the next trip takes me. 



As always, thanks for reading. 
~MT