Four years ago, when I was 25, I went to Alaska to work as a
wilderness guide. I bought my first pair of XtraTuf boots and my first
set of head-to-toe rubber rain gear, and between seven-week trips in the
backcountry, lived above a Laundromat that smelled perpetually of
halibut.
The first spring, my boyfriend and I celebrated the returning light
by taking a trip to Juneau to go skiing. Only it rained the whole time,
and instead of skiing we sloshed through the alleys and backstreets,
lingering in bookshops and stopping at every coffee shop we could find.
The last night before catching the ferry home, we stayed at the state’s
oldest hotel, The Alaskan. Even on a weeknight, the bar – a former
speakeasy – was utterly raucous, and the adjoining hotel was much the
same. When it first opened in 1913, the building operated as a
thinly-veiled Victorian brothel, and in 2010, if you squinted your eyes
just right, you could imagine that it still was, that the man with the
stained white beard spinning across the dance floor had just paid his
tab with a sack of gold flakes and would soon slip upstairs behind a
woman's lace stockings.
The wallpaper was yellowed and peeling, the wood floors scuffed and
creaky; the entire place smelled faintly of spilled beer and musty
sheets. The walls were thin – in most rooms, you fell asleep (or passed
out) to the sound of boot-stomping fiddle music drifting from the bar.
If you were in Juneau and wanted a good night's sleep, you went to the
Westmark or the Best Western. If you wanted an experience to remember,
you went to The Alaskan.
That was before the reality TV craze struck Alaska, turning the Last
Frontier into something akin to the “Real Housewives of Orange County.”
This year, in addition to “Deadliest Catch” and “Alaska State Troopers” –
the old standbys – the 49th state is getting “Alaska Gold Diggers”
(five Newport Beach women reviving their grandfather's old mining
claim), “Ultimate Survival Alaska,” and an episode of “Hotel
Impossible,” a show in which an interior designer and a consultant give
hotels the touristic version of an extreme makeover. The show has been
to Alaska before, to Yakutat's Glacier Bear Lodge, where celebrity
consultant Anthony Melchiorri, an admitted germaphobe, was appalled by
the old carpets and fish guts outside the doors. The owners reportedly
spent $100,000 on renovations following his suggestions, and occupancy
rates increased only 1.5 percent.
... Read the rest of the essay at http://www.hcn.org/blogs/goat/does-reality-tv-change-the-reality-of-alaska
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