There are miles of difference between Mexico and Alaska. Yesterday, I went sledding for the first time. Maybe now is the time to tell you I’m twenty-one – not the average age of a first-time sledder! Who were my sledding buddies? Two enthusiastic bright-eyed friends who barely pass my knees. The sparkles in their eyes matched the sparkles of the snow as they greeted me in great excitement when I stepped out the door.
               “Santi! Santi!” they exclaimed. “Come sledding ...