Sedona Travel Blog› entry 6 of 12 › view all entries
June 17th, 2009 – by: HeatherHop
The company that does the helicopter rides also does bi-plane rides. Norwood and I want to do that one next time we are in Sedona.
After the helicopter ride, we went over to the Javelina Cantina, a Mexican food place in town that was recommended to us by Tom who worked at the airport, and it did not disappoint. Being from Southern California, I know good Mexican food, and this place was quite delicious.
Right now I am just sitting here typing up my journal, wondering what new and exciting adventures the week will bring. I think I may go try and find an internet hot spot at this point, so I can upload the documentation of my adventure so far.
Later in the evening...
Later in the evening…
After the helicopter adventure, we spent quite a while relaxing back in our tiny house, as Norwood and I so affectionately refer to it. I felt inspired to paint, so I sat at the dinner table with my little watercolor canvas board and painted from a picture I had taken earlier of Cathedral Rock. It came out quite well, I think. I gave the finished painting to Norwood, because I still had not given him an anniversary present and I thought that this would be a nice one, as it was both a nice souvenir from our trip as well as a thoughtful hand-made present. (I’m not smug about my awesome gift at all).
Norwood did a few sketches when I was doing my painting, including a sketch of me sitting at the table and painting (he did not, at this time, know that the painting was to be a gift for him).
After a while we got ourselves out of the house and set off to explore a bit.
First we went to the coffee shop/wi-fi hot spot to have some refreshing beverages and to download the newest software update for our iPhones. How adventurous of us. After that, we saw a little bagel shop and had a couple of bagels and cream cheese for dinner.
Since we didn’t really have a plan, and really just wanted to get out an about, we headed towards Jerome, since it is a neat little town that Norwood had not seen before. It was a bit late and it was getting dark, so I worried that nothing would be actually open in Jerome except for bars and restaurants once we got there, but it didn’t matter much at the time, I just wanted to explore a bit and to show Jerome to Norwood.
We drove up to Jerome, through Cottonwood, and up the steep and winding road. It was dark by the time we got there, and as I figured, nothing was open except for bars and a couple of restaurants. The emptiness in this dark little mountainside town gave it a creepy quality, and Norwood tried to scare me by telling me stupid one-liner ghost stories, or by talking about how we would fall off of the cliff in our car.
Since nothing was open, we just did a little drive-through of Jerome and then headed back down the mountain to go back to Sedona. Amazingly, the speed limit was 50 on this steep, narrow winding mountain road. We were surprised that anybody would even dare to go 50 on this road, let alone to have the town set the speed limit at that.
As we drove back into Sedona, we started seeing these vans slowly following cyclists down the road, all the way into Sedona.
After stalking the cyclists, we stopped at a very strange bar to have a few drinks. It had a sign on the outside of the building that read “Video Dance Party”. Upon reading this sign, we almost didn’t go in because of how lame that sounded, but we decided that we were already there and what the hell, why not. This is how I found myself sitting at a bar, which was in every way a dive, watching Lady Gaga and Prince music videos on large flat screen TVs while sipping gin and tonics.
Once I had decided that I better stop drinking because I didn’t want to have a hangover, we decided to leave the bar. From there, we drove out onto a dark, quiet road so that we could catch a nice glimpse of the stars. We parked out in the middle of nowhere and turned off the lights to the car, went outside, and leaned back on the hood of the car, looking up. It was a new moon so the stars were particularly spectacular.
I thought about snakes, and how snakes live in the desert. Then I thought about how snakes like warm things and how the car had been running and was therefore a warm thing. Then I thought about snakes coming from all around to bask in the warmth of our car, right where we were. That was when I decided it was time to get back in the car.
Upon our arrival back at the tiny house, Norwood and I got in the car and drove over to a spot at the resort where the internet works. We went over to finish updating our iPhones, as well as a little browsing and general checking up on things.
All in all, good times.
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