Anchorage has one arm bandits all over town, they are called parking meters.  Somehow they take your money and if you are lucky you will get some minutes on the meter or you will get a coupon for the dash.  Instructions are written so you can't read them (to small).  Trying to get the necessary time is almost impossible so you run back and pump in more money-yesterday I almost got a ticket.   Got there as they were writing a ticket for the car in front of me.  Rich, Ray and I almost missed our trolley tour of Anchorage the first morning trying to get a parking coupon.
WE WILL SURVIVE JACK.