
I am finally back in Portugal after a five-week trip to the US which took me from the snowy hinterlands of far upstate New York, to the sizzling deserts of Arizona, the awesome vistas of the Grand Canyon and the familiar streets of Albuquerque, New Mexico, my old home.
I timed the trip so that I could visit the Tucson Festival of Books in mid-March, where I was scheduled to showcase my “Digger Doyle Mystery Series.”
But my first priority was to spend time with my son, Patrick, and granddaughters, Annika (6) and MJ (4 1/2). Patrick is in the army and they live at Fort Drum, about ninety minutes drive north of Syracuse, New York.
Since I live several thousand miles away, I only get to see the grandchildren once a year. Each time, I notice how much they have grown and matured. As they become older, my relationship with the two girls has deepened, and I treasure these moments.

Highlights of my visit with Patrick´s family, included a trip to Dry Hill Ski center where the girls and my daughter-in-law, Laci, had a lesson while I tested my skiing muscle memory on the bunny hill. Meanwhile, Patrick was fearlessly whizzing down the slopes like he and I used to when he was growing up in New Mexico.

Heading west
After 18 wonderful days with the family, I flew from Syracuse to Albuquerque. During the couple of days I spent there, I was able to go dance swing and two-step at a pub where they had live music. Dancing is something I really miss in Portugal.
My friend Louise, who lives in Santa Fe, then picked me up in Albuquerque and drove us to Tucson. It was thrilling to see the vast high desert scenery as we headed south, then west toward Arizona. We made a lunch stop in Hatch, NM, home of the famous (and incomparable) chile that bears its name.

Book fest in Tucson
The Tucson Festival of Books is one of the biggest events of its kind in the US. Held since 2009, it draws hundreds of authors and an estimated 100,000 attendees to the University of Arizona Mall each March.
It is an overwhelming affair. Hundreds of tents line the mall and I was glad to have a day to scope it out and talk to other authors. My slot was on the morning of the second day. I was in the “Indie Author” tent, along with about 18 other self-published authors of books in all genres. Since we were all vying for attention from the passing crowds, I was happy to sell eight books. My neighbor at the next table sold two.
Louise and I also discovered that Tucson has a lively and diverse selection of restaurants and brew pubs!
Onward to experience the Grand Canyon
During my more than 22 years living in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I visited many wonders of the Southwest, including Monument Valley, Mesa Verde, Arches National Park, Chaco Canyon and Canyon de Chelly. But I never made it to the big one …..the Grand Canyon.
On my visit to NM last year, I mentioned this to my friend Louise and she vowed that we would go there together if I made it to the Southwest in 2026. Hence, the trip. Suffice to say, it was every bit as impressive as I had heard, a deeply spiritual experience to be there. I will let the pictures speak for themselves.






Back to New Mexico, the Land of Enchantment
The Land of Enchantment is the slogan the New Mexico Tourism department has used for decades to market the state. Although it sounds corny, I have to agree that New Mexico holds a special place in my heart. I was lucky enough to spend a few days in Albuquerque visiting many old friends, indulging my love of New Mexico dishes like green chile stew and breakfast burritos, something I cannot find in Portugal. But of course, those things are unique to NM.



All in all, it was a holiday to remember. Thank you to my family and friends who made it such a special experience.
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