Edgewood, NM

We’re thinking this is our last day here. We’re shopped out and I’m starting to get sucked into the whole turquoise thing and you know how that goes. But here’s the thing: my maiden name was Carrico and there is a turquoise mine in Nevada at Carico lake. When my dad told me about it, the mine was closed and, as far as I know, he never got any but I have come across some here and it is fabulous. Dang. And the price of silver is up. And we just heard that Roswell is totally nothing special and I have zero hope of spotting an alien. Might as well go home.