We were living in LA for at least 2 years before I heard about Idyllwild, California — a tiny mountaintop artist community that most pass right by while zipping to Palm Springs for the weekend. As one of the residents told me and Kevin, if you make it here 2…
Arriving in Bisbee, Arizona, feels like what I imagine to accidentally drive into a secret cult. One minute, you’re driving past gas stations with pick up trucks and guys wearing cowboy hats (in a non-ironic way). And the next, you’re seeing aging hippies in purple jump suits, anti-war and anti-Trump posters…
