I saw my friend Jess over the weekend.She made me dinner, which is the ultimate show of love in my world, and we spent the evening in her kitchen drinking wine and talking about where we can next go scuba diving together. We went to Florida for our last trip and dove under less than great conditions in West Palm Beach; so, we’re hoping for something tropical next time.
The next morning we drove into Bisbee, a little mining town in the mountains of the AZ/Mexico border. In the last 50 years it’s gone from booming to busted and is now starting (hopefully) to come back. It looks like someone has invested money into the historic downtown area and a couple restaurants are thriving, like this place:
I drove into Tucson late afternoon and spent the evening with another dear friend of mine, Diane. We ate Mexican food (twice in one day!) and told stories and I spent the night at her house. Now I’m sitting at her kitchen table drinking coffee, writing and contemplating my day. I get to unpack my car for the first time since Toronto. I’ll leave some stuff here in my Tucson storage shed and drive out of AZ about 200lb lighter than I came in. Cannot. Wait.
See you then.