Jet Setters?

So it has been quite a while since our last post.  We stink.  But we are going to rewind and fill you in on what we have been doing this last month.

In early October, we took off to Arizona for a quick trip and wanted to share our adventures (well we didn’t know it would be such an adventure, but that’s what makes it fun, right?).

We flew to Phoenix and got our rental car.  By the time we hit the road, it was practically dark and we had to drive two hours north to Sedona.  Let’s just say it was a long trip so late at night!  I had been up since 5 am with the dog and to go running, had gone to work, and now had flown 3.5 hours and was driving another two.  I was so exhausted that to put it nicely, I bit Chase’s head off when he suggested we stop for food about 12 miles from our final destination.  Since we weren’t arriving until about midnight Indiana time, I was not in favor.  Sorry, Chase.

Anyway, about six miles from our rental house, we hit a dirt/gravel road.  No big deal.  Except this was no normal dirt road.  It was like a washboard with huge rocks jutting out.  Here we are in the middle of the desert, pitch black, driving a Nissan Sentra over practically boulder sized rocks.  We had no idea where we were going.  Thankfully, our GPS got us pretty close to this place.

My mom, some of her sisters, and spouses were staying here.  It didn’t look that exciting Friday night in the dark, but come Saturday morning, I was in love.

This is a view out the living room windows.  Just for some context, there are only about 3 other homes in this whole area.  It is basically in the middle of a national/state park.  So to say that I felt pretty exclusive was an understatement.  Not to mention, when I had been in Sedona with my mom a little over a year ago, we attempted to hike the mountain we were now seeing in the backyard.  I say attempted because we thought we were at the top and later learned we were only half way there.  We had to leave and vowed to hit the top another time.

Thus began our Saturday morning.  Chase and I hit the trail around 7:30 am and started climbing.  Let me also note that we are both seriously not feeling well at this point and are battling head colds from hell.  About 20 steps in, I think we were both hitting the Kleenex pretty hard.  It takes us about 2 hours to get to the top, and let me tell you, that was no small accomplishment.  This Bear Mountain makes you think you are at the top, then has you hike down a way to the base of what appeared from a distance to be a completely different mountain altogether.  After doing that a couple more times, you finally reach the top.  The worst part was knowing that we still had to climb up on the way back and couldn’t just trot down the mountainside.  Nevertheless, the views were absolutely fantastic.

The way down didn’t promise to be any easier as we now had legs of jello and were using new muscles to keep us from sliding down into a cactus.

Once down, exhaustion was quick to follow.  We spent some time with family and then realized we needed to check in for our flight back to Indianapolis.  Upon doing so, I discovered that our layover in Denver was not so simple.  We first had to fly to Spokane (unbeknownst to me pronounced Spo-can), WA and then back to Denver.  Add that to the trip from Denver to Indy and we were on a plane for 7 hours.  Not.What.We.Bargained.For.  So we obviously complained for a while and felt bad for ourselves and then quickly got to downloading movies on iTunes so we could keep ourselves entertained.  Bridesmaids was my first pick and didn’t disappoint on a long flight!  Note: Please watch this movie or find a clip of the scene where they are in the dress shop looking for dresses and suddenly get ill.  You will thank me for the best laugh you have had in a long time!

Lessons learned: 1) hike more frequently if you don’t want to feel like you are going to need a helicopter rescue off the mountain when you are hiking; 2) use the bathroom before you go to the trail; 3) pay attention to the flight time when booking airline tickets; 4) don’t take such long trips in such a short amount of time; and 5) let your spouse eat “authentic” Mexican food at Pueblo Bonita at 11:30 at night even though you want to go to bed (you won’t hear the end of it otherwise).

Do you have stories from trips that turned into adventures?  Why don’t airlines tell you when booking that you are stopping in Spokane?  Am I the only person who doesn’t pay attention to flight time?  Have any of you eaten at this Pueblo Bonita just south of Sedona? 

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