We
woke at sunrise to check out the view of the mountains from our private balcony
before hitting the breakfast buffet. Malena was the youngest person in the café
by at least 30 years (Vegas had aged Jon and Keanan by a good two decades), a
good reminder the evils of Vegas were well behind us.
Keanan
fell to his knees and kissed the pavement when we accidently found the town’s
organic/health food supermarket. The words ‘kid’ and ‘candy store’ come to
mind. He was particularly excited that they sold cheese that didn’t glow
fluorescent orange in the dark. The guys were given more American cougar
attention - “OMG, I luuuurve Australians, oh say something pleeeeaaaaaasssssssse”.
The cougar in question even asked if we were free on Saturday. Something just
didn’t seem quite right with this lady, so we nervously thanked her for her flattery,
dropped our 3 month food supply at the hotel and headed for a day trip to Boynton
Canyon, one of many hiking areas around Sedona.
That
evening stocked up with cheeses, prosciutto and some Buellton Rosé, we sat up
on one of the hills overlooking the town to watch Sedona’s famed sunset. Cloud
cover meant it wasn’t the spectacular Sedona sunset we hoped to see, but it was
still very pretty!
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