I’ve decided to go back and continue the recap of the weekend in order. Please accept my apologies if anything seems a little loopy – I didn’t get back home until 4:30am today!
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The bus ride from Phoenix to Sedona takes about 2.5 hours (time may vary depending on whether or not you are on a rockstar tourbus filled with TNT hikers all geeked out by what lay ahead).
What we saw on the ride up:
Sedona is known for it’s energy and you may think that’s what you see swirling around in these photos, but really it’s just the passing of the bus….or is it?
It’s beyond gorgeous here and perhaps this is why it is also a strange little tourist haven. We pulled into town and one of the first signs we saw was “tour buses park here” and so we did.
I’d been given the tip off to eat first. There are throngs of folks wandering the 2 block long strip and if we wanted to eat and sightsee we needed to eat first. We obliged. There were 5 of us from Illinois on this trip and we mostly stuck together. We were father/daughter team Ron and Liz, Sandra, Maureen (who kept us informed all weekend) and myself.
A few sights around Sedona:
::Sandra, Ron and Liz. So happy for a little Mexican fuel for the road
::grilled chicken taco salad = happiness in my belly
:: There is not a ton of color to be seen in Arizona. It is mostly brown and green. Sedona tries to spice things up
::see I was actually there, double glasses and all
::What if this was what you saw at the end of your street every day? The thought on loop in my mind all day was, “People actually LIVE here and run errands and stuff.”
:: Sedona resident
We spent the remainder of the afternoon tooling around Sedona shops. Sandra, Maureen and I wandered into a energy/healing/rock shop where we were scolded by the shopkeeper and then informed that she could sense our energy and knew we weren’t connected at all. I was totally insulted – even thought I had really only met these women the day before. Nobody likes to be told they aren't connected.
we didn’t buy any of her rocks.
To soothe my ruffled feathers we bought raspberry sorbet cones. After that we must have had a good Sedona-energy-glow because no less then 4 other groups of people asked us where we got those lovely raspberry cones and then got them for themselves. For a few moments in time we single-handedly raised the raspberry-sorbet-induced-happiness level up a few notches. I didn’t see any vortices in Sedona, but maybe we created one of our own.
Next…the first glimpse of the CANYON
love and lizards,
Erin
