Bisbee.

A strange place where Jim and I traveled to so he could buy dinosaur tattoo equipment off of a dinosaur hippie.

We went to the man's home to get the equipment and while Jim was outside checking the equipment I was wrangled inside their home by the man's sister. I love being able to take a gander into these stranger's home. The woman keep me prisoner to her never ending stories about the color of her families cabin and the time she lived in Idaho when she lived amongst the strange Mormons. I sat for an hour 1/2 listening to her stories and though I didn't care much for her stories I found myself genuinely smiling because she was so frank and open, it was a breath of fresh air, she her raw self with a perfect stranger.



I highly recommend visiting Bisbee.
Especially if you have a dog or like pot.