Arizona, day two. Sight seeing time in Sedona. One of the only places on earth that is as red as my sunburn:
Note to self: sunscreen would be a good idea next time. You know what else works well? Sunning yourself on both sides for an even bake. That also would have been a good idea.
Anyway, Sedona. I was told by several people that if you only have one full day in Arizona, Sedona is the place to see.
It did not disappoint.
We went on a Jeep tour called the 'Lil Rattler where Ava went from this
to this where I didn't think we would ever get the smile off of her face.
Then we started going down rocky hills like this. Imagine going down a stopped escalator in a Jeep. It was like that.
It was at this point that Ava started screaming "I TOLD YOU I WANTED TO STAY AT HOME WITH MY NANA!!!!!" and demanded that we walk back.
It was a nice way to see the area. And if I am going to go out into a desolate area with scorpions, snakes and mountain lions, I want my driver to be able to fight this shit off with his bare hands and he needs a strong masculine name.
Our driver's face was like leather. He wore an Indiana Jones hat and his name was Buzzard.
Perfect.
We got the grand tour of the rock formations. This one's Snoopy Rock because it looks like Snoopy lying on the top of his dog house with Woodstock perched on his nose.
Yeah. I'll give you that one.
And this is Bart and Marge Simpson.
I don't know. You kinda lost me there, Buzzard. Bert and Ernie, maybe. Dilbert and Theodore Seville I could buy. Sam the Eagle and Fozzie Bear, possibly.
Anyway, it's totally up to your interpretation.
So that was it. It was a beautiful day and a nice drive in the car. I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed that I didn't see Buzzard fight off some type of deadly animal with his bare hands. And I was really disappointed that I didn't see a road runner considering (and as dumb as this may sound) I didn't know they were a real life animal until 24 hours ago.
Note to self: sunscreen would be a good idea next time. You know what else works well? Sunning yourself on both sides for an even bake. That also would have been a good idea.
Anyway, Sedona. I was told by several people that if you only have one full day in Arizona, Sedona is the place to see.
It did not disappoint.
We went on a Jeep tour called the 'Lil Rattler where Ava went from this
to this where I didn't think we would ever get the smile off of her face.
Then we started going down rocky hills like this. Imagine going down a stopped escalator in a Jeep. It was like that.
It was at this point that Ava started screaming "I TOLD YOU I WANTED TO STAY AT HOME WITH MY NANA!!!!!" and demanded that we walk back.
It was a nice way to see the area. And if I am going to go out into a desolate area with scorpions, snakes and mountain lions, I want my driver to be able to fight this shit off with his bare hands and he needs a strong masculine name.
Our driver's face was like leather. He wore an Indiana Jones hat and his name was Buzzard.
Perfect.
We got the grand tour of the rock formations. This one's Snoopy Rock because it looks like Snoopy lying on the top of his dog house with Woodstock perched on his nose.
Yeah. I'll give you that one.
And this is Bart and Marge Simpson.
I don't know. You kinda lost me there, Buzzard. Bert and Ernie, maybe. Dilbert and Theodore Seville I could buy. Sam the Eagle and Fozzie Bear, possibly.
Anyway, it's totally up to your interpretation.
So that was it. It was a beautiful day and a nice drive in the car. I would be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed that I didn't see Buzzard fight off some type of deadly animal with his bare hands. And I was really disappointed that I didn't see a road runner considering (and as dumb as this may sound) I didn't know they were a real life animal until 24 hours ago.
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