Wichita, Kansas…well what can I say, it’s flat. However, I loved the older buildings mixed with the new. There was nothing cookie cutter about this town. There were plenty of restaurants to choose from, with many supporting the aeronautic businesses that Wichita is known for. The people were friendly and very passionate about their town. There was a lot of old west history there plus a great living museum of what the town looked like in the 1870’s. It looked like something out of a Hollywood western movie set; it was incredible. Many of the structures were original, and the ones that weren’t were true to scale for the time.
May, 2012 Archive
The Dead Files team found us in the Pacific Northwest this investigation, a part of the country I have never been to. It was as beautiful and breath taking as I had expected. There were a lot of small shops owned by locals; I was able to utilize a lot of them during the investigation. The food in town was fabulous; I ate oysters until I passed out. Also, it was also nice going from Oregon into Washington State each day and not having to pay a toll. The northeast should take a lesson from the northwest, and the roads were great to drive on….lol. The other great pleasure of being in the Pacific Northwest was driving through tons and tons of Christmas trees all around the roads I was traveling, it was great.
I felt the sadness of the town; it was everywhere. It was hard to feel o.k. there even during down time. There seemed to be no place to go and it felt a bit stagnant. The people were great, sweet and caring and the homes were beautiful.
The walk was difficult! I felt ill as soon as we left for the walk. The nausea and dizziness grew as we arrived and began the walk. I felt that no one really liked me (the dead) and did not really care to tell me what happened, as if embarrassed or even over it. Grabbing pieces of images and trying to put together the information was too much for me, as the illness became all consuming.
Well, this investigation takes us to one of my favorite parts of the country, North Carolina. We were in a small town just 45 minutes from the Outer Banks beach community. As usual, this part of the country is friendly and hospitable. The whole team even had a chance to meet the Mayor and his wife. They were very nice people who were excited that the dead files team was in town. The town itself was located on a river with very nice homes surrounding the water. The area was loaded with a lot of mom & pop style restaurants with menus you can only find in the south. I haven’t had fried chicken that good anywhere; I would go back just for that.
Utah: when I found out we were going there I was very excited! The Salt Lake, the Church, the city, the beauty… We ended up staying in a tiny town on the outskirts of the city. The tiny town was very pretty with mountains surrounding us. The only problem, it was COLD!
The worst walk EVER!
We were driven to a restaurant far from the hotel, seemingly in the middle of a one stop light town. The beginning of the walk went well. I met a nice dead man named Henry (or is he nice? I am not sure about that). He talked smoothly and swiftly and then spoke a word: MORE. Everything stopped; I was pulled out of my altered state of consciousness where Henry was, and was now standing in the restaurant staring at the cameras and crew.
As I watch the mountains as I flew into Salt Lake City, Utah, all I could say was WOW, how beautiful. I’ve been around, but it never ceases to amaze how beautiful our own country is. As I drove from the airport all I kept saying to myself is how it looked like a winter screensaver shot. Everywhere you went was uniquely decorated for Christmas; it was really something to see. A little tough to get a cocktail though… Lol. I actually got a chance to meet some fans of the show while in Utah, they were great and I took a photo with them and posted it on my face book page.
Beautiful: the state is gorgeous, green and lush. The food was AMAZING…from Italian to Southern we had a wonderful stay.
The walk was very difficult for several reasons. I had not slept well. Sleeping is very important, but is a rarity. We had to change hotels, the hotel we initially were checked into did not have a refrigerator or microwave, and the beds were I believe made from concrete. This was not a good beginning to promote a refreshed and clear walk. I was extremely stressed out when I had my make-up done and was at a boiling point when on the way to the walk.
My opening meditation was strange; I saw a HUGE TREE, a man, and mystery. The house was very pretty and old with vines and a HUGE TREE. I was enthralled by the tree; it was mazing and grown over with old decayed vines. I just wanted to sit under it and take a nap!
So we are back in the south in Georgia. We were about an hour outside of Atlanta called Cartersville. I gotta tell you guys, even though we were in the south, it was cold. The area and its residence were as expected, beautiful and friendly, with that southern hospitality and charm. I found this great little cigar bar right across from the hotel where I struck up conversations with the locals and had a great time when I wasn’t working. The area had some pretty good home style restaurants and there was a really nice mall not to far from Cartersville. I had to get my reading glasses adjusted while I was at the mall and the ladies in the eyeglass store wanted to know what part of Georgia I was from…. yeah, yeah very funny. I know my accent is bad, but really…. LOL