I lived in Phoenix, Arizona for two years. It wasn’t a great experience, it wasn’t a bad experience. It was a necessary experience. Moving from LA to Phoenix, alone, no job, not knowing a single person in the entire state was what I needed to do to grow up. I still lived at home with my parents. Finally, after 13 years graduated from college and still hadn’t quite figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up. One thing I did know, was that I’d never grow up living in the comfort of my parent’s home. So off I went into the desert. I got a kinda crappy apartment, started working for a temp agency and proceeded to become an adult. I loved living in the desert. I loved walking out the door and seeing palm trees and having the feeling that I was always on vacation. I met a few nice people and some that I’d rather forget. My time in Arizona went buy rather quickly and the one regret I had was never fully exploring other parts of the state.
When Tony and I decided to set off on our Tesla road trip I was excited at the possibility of visiting Sedona. We aren’t outdoorsy people. The majority of the “things to see” in Sedona involve hiking. I’m not hiking. So, in some ways I feel like I didn’t get the best of what Sedona had to offer, but what I did see was magical. It is one of the most beautiful places in the world. The color of the red rocks is something that you just can’t imagine to be real. No matter which way you turn, you feel like you are in a painting. It is phenomenal. I could stare at those mountains for hours. It almost makes you feel like you could go back in time to millions of years ago and imagine what it was like.
You can tell that the people who live in Sedona know they are living some place special. They are just a little different from the people in other parts of the state. A little quirkier. A little more relaxed. Everyone we encountered was engaging and friendly. The food was great, and the art scene was amazing. This trip taught me not to be afraid to travel to places that may seem outside of your comfort zone. I have no intention of trekking through the desert or climbing a rock formation, but I have no doubt that I will return to Sedona for many years to come.
The desert, when the sun comes up. I couldn’t tell where heaven stopped and the Earth began.