This was my first time to New Mexico, and it reminded me a lot of Utah with its picturesque mountains. However, the altitude in Santa Fe had really, really gotten to me, and the crew as well. I have never had altitude sickness before and it kicked my ass! After speaking to some transports that lived there now and they told me it took them a few months to get used to the altitude. I felt better about it. Santa Fe is a very cute, quaint little town with great food, and is a very nice place to visit.
June, 2012 Archive
What can I say about Alabama other than the three words that quickly come to mind: oysters, gumbo & crawfish. I haven’t craved for a food like I have since I left those crawfish back there. Alabama was exactly as I had pictured it; I had never been there, but always thought of the movie Forrest Gump when thinking about going there. It did not disappoint. As a matter of fact, the house we were investigating was exactly as I thought a real southern home and its property should look like. Continue reading: A Widow’s Rage »
Well as a kid, all I dreamed about was being a cowboy, and I was lucky enough at the age of seven to got to the game farm in upstate New York which had a western town called Carson city. It looked just like a real life Wild West town. It was great; they reenacted a stagecoach robbery and you got to meet the cowboys afterward. Back then it was the world to me. And as I drove into Virginia City for this investigation it took me right back to the age of seven, it looked like I went back in time 125 years, I loved it. The people in town couldn’t have been nicer; they were sincere and amazing to chat with.
So the team on this case was deep in the heart of Texas just outside of Austin. I can honestly say I didn’t have a bad meal there. Here I go talking about food again…lol. Anyway, I can’t say enough about how friendly everyone was, even to a NY Giants fan like me. The weather changed pretty drastically at times and I couldn’t figure out what to friggin’ wear half the time. Continue reading: Surrounded »
Well we find ourselves back in Georgia for the second time this season. Although, in the southern part of Georgia, just a 90-minute drive from Jacksonville Florida. The town in this case was in Blackshear, Georgia. The homes were old and very southern with spacious porches to relax on. I actually pictured myself hanging out on one of these porches with a drink in one hand and a nice cigar in the other. A far cry from the Brooklyn streets I grew up on, but I could definitely see myself in a town like this. The only problem I had was the lack of good restaurants to choose from. I can only eat so much fried foods….lol.