It all started when Ken Wood pointed out that my husband was famous. His argument was compelling. He wrote:
“Seriously. At home:
On location, filming an episode of Destination Truth.”
Who was I to deny the similarities, especially when my husband is dangling the children upside down like that chicken?
So I started watching Destination Truth on Netflix, mainly for the quirky and, might I add, rather handsome host. Soon I was hooked. Was today a rather bad day? Forget it! Josh and I are out looking for Bigfoot! Bad news? What does that matter? We’re searching for Mermaids in Israel! It was a lot of fun. But, like most relationships that burn hot and bright, it couldn’t sustain itself. I finished every episode available to me, and then, no longer entertained by Josh’s antics and, quite honestly, rather bored by the constant EVP sessions, I wandered away. To where? To what? I don’t know yet. But Josh Gates and Destination Truth, we’ll always have the memories.