How is it that we're nearly done with Season Three and we have yet to visit a place on State Street in Boise? We're seriously embarrassed. So, to make up for lost time, we visited a whole strip.

By now, everyone probably understands the concept of acupuncture. But what about an acupuncture co-op? What goes on there? How big are the needles really and what does it mean to "sleep with strangers?" We find out.

Last season we explored a handful of vape shops within a few miles of each other. This season, we upped the ante: tattoo shops within less than a mile of each other. How do they differentiate themselves? How do they compete? And let's just say this field trip permanently changed us (well, one of us), if you know what we mean.

We really thought we knew what we were getting ourselves into on this one, but boy were we wrong—in a good way! Sure, you can buy condoms here, but what you'll really get is a lesson in intimate wellness. And we could all use more of that.

We find our way into a shop that is frequented by bikers and rodeo queens, and specializes in leather work and hat shaping. Vocab terms to know this episode: roughy, bridal, britches, and cooler races down the hill. Oh, and LD leaves with a new pair of shoes.

What do an airport restaurant and a two-story mobile coffee shop have in common? Not much, if you don't count the quality food and original atmosphere. But we do count that kind of stuff around here, so trust us when we say these places are worth a visit.

Filled to the brim with dragons, goddesses, cauldrons, and incense, Crone's Cupboard is a place for explorers and believers alike. And spoiler alert: a crone is not a small elf that lives in a cupboard.

If built-in bulk sections get you excited or clamshell plastics give you headaches, we think you're going to like this new kind of grocery store in town.

People! Listeners! Friends! We're back at it for another season and can't wait to share our adventures with all of you. Let's kick off Season 3 with a quriky warehouse on Chinden Blvd. in Boise, shall we? Bring on the ammo cans, cammo pants, and MREs!