I also envy the people who live in Anchorage and their proximity to the mountains. I was in awe of the view from a spot as mundane as the JC Penny parking garage. I hope that the those who live there do not take their surroundings for granted.
That said, I'm also glad I don't live there. Anchorage is a city with too many people living too close together for my comfort. As much as I enjoy my trips up to Anchorage and back, driving in Anchorage reminds me too much of traffic I left behind in the Lower 48.
Still, it's nice to stop by every once and a while, even if it is just for a Costco run and to pick up a suit for Rowen's upcoming First Eucharist.