Technically, we're no longer in the national park; we're in Kantishna, Alaska, an unincorporated community consisting of four lodges, some private homes, and a few seasonal businesses, surrounded on all sides by the park. It doesn't even have a zip code.
It also doesn't have television, cellular service, or wifi, and the electricity is supplied by a generator, so it's a little flickery. This doesn't mean we're roughing it. Although my room continues with the theme of brown, this is the most comfortable bed I've ever slept in. And yes, that's a creek running by my window.