June 23, 2004

Sedona

Kristin Munn in Sedona, Arizona
When my younger sister moved from Seattle to Florida, I drove with her as far as Santa Fe. We drove down I-5 and turned left at Pasadena. I loved the drive through the desert. We stopped in Sedona. It was New Year's Eve when we arrived, just before midnight. I remember driving down and down and down for what seemed like miles.

It was pitch black out and we couldn't see the surroundings. I didn't know a thing about Sedona, I don't think I had even heard of it before. We were handed the keys to our hotel room just as horns were being blasted and pans were being banged. We quickly pulled out our bottle of Champagne and toasted in 1997, happy to stretch our legs and be out in the fresh air after a very long car journey.

When we got into the hotel room, Kristin switched on the TV. I was in the bathroom and Kristin excitedly yelled out, "Stace, come look at this!
This is where we are!"

On the tourist channel were scenes of beautiful Sedona amongst miles of red rock. We could hardly wait until the sun came up and we could see this stunning place first hand. The next day, we decided we'd spend another night there so we could wander around the gorgeous landscape.