Nine hours and several scattered downpours later, I arrived in the gorgeous town of Sedona. Other than the airport in Phoenix, I had never really been in Arizona and with many of my friends recommending this particular town, famous for its red rocks and metaphysical qualities, I knew that this was the perfect place to explore the Grand Canyon State.
I cannot even begin to describe my awe when I first saw the landscape. Simply amazing. The desert colors were so vibrant with rusty browns and brilliant blues everywhere I looked. As I made my way to the hotel, I couldn’t stop saying, “It’s so pretty here!” Sure there were some looming storm clouds that would force the cancellation of my planned hot air balloon ride and make the entire trip a wet and chilly one, but I was eager to soak it all in and savor each bit of my first solo vacation.
With two full days to experience as much as I could, I set to work. My hot air balloon ride got cancelled so I booked a Pink Jeep tour instead. I made my way to the Grand Canyon and the old mining town of Jerome. I saw sun, rain, hail, and snow. I did some wine tasting and souvenir shopping. I made friends with other tourists and craft beer enthusiasts. I took photo after photo trying to capture the essence of this beautiful place and felt that none of them did it justice. I checked Yelp for yummy restaurants and treated myself to dessert after dinner. I muddied my boots and got soaked as I stood in the rain at a lookout point waiting for a sunset that was covered by the clouds.
I smiled the entire time.