We awoke to another sunny beautiful day as our ship maneuvered itself around and along the dock to tie up in Juneau, Alaska.  An aimless shopping stroll appeared to be the order of the day once more unless we could head that off somehow.  My first stop was an establishment by the cruise dock called Tracy’s King Crab Shack.  There is an open corner at the front where they were cooking the crab for all to see.  Looks scrumptious!

I took Lynda’s watch which needed a new battery and I set off to find a watch smith/jeweler type shop to accomplish that.  Twenty minutes later Lynda’s watch battery is replaced and I begin searching for the group along the way.  I find Lynda in a shop where she is trying on a Tanzanite ring with diamonds.  She asked me if I liked it.  Yes, I told her.  The shop owner asked if we would be paying cash or with a credit card.  How much is it I asked.  He did some calculating and slid the calculator over towards me where I read:  1995.   I looked closely but did not see any decimal points between the first number and the last one.  I mean, it looked like a pretty ring, and I would pay $19.95 for it.  I might even pay $199.5 if Lynda really liked it.  But $2,000 for a ring that wasn’t even on our radar when we woke up this morning?  Uhh, I don’t think so.  The shop owner asked if I had seen it in the sunlight outside.  It really lights it up beautifully, he said.  No, I told him, I haven’t.  He insisted Lynda and I walk out in the sunlight so I could personally see the effect of the sunlight on the ring.  We obliged him and while outside, I asked Lynda if she was serious about spending two grand on a ring.  “No!” she said.  “I was only trying to rescue Barb who was trapped by a different sales person.”  Okay then, crisis averted.  We went back inside, returned the ring and told the shopkeeper that we weren’t ready to buy it yet.

Farther along the way there was a little shop where we came across a plaque made of license plates that reflected the second half of the Wagnerson’s travel motto, “Attitude is everything, Enjoy the journey.”  Lynda went in and checked on the price but at $95 a pop, we figured a picture of it would serve us just as well!

We found the Red Dog Saloon and ended up eating lunch there.  Sawdust floors, signs and animal heads and bodies complete the décor of the establishment.  There was even a full size bear climbing a pole chasing a person higher up the pole.

For live music, they had an older ragtime piano player banging on the keys of the piano in the saloon.  The piano player both played and sang, the playing being much more enjoyable than the singing.  It was a fun lunch and then we were off to reboard the ship and get to our cabins for a nap.  This vacationing is really hard work!!