Scenic Arizona

Today wasn’t a traveling day, but it was a driving day. I distinguish the two this way, traveling you change locations and end up at a different spot than where you left, where as driving you end up at the same spot you started from. So today was a driving day, 326 miles north, which is quite a lot for just site-seeing and just returning to the same place. The trip put my miles counter over the 10,000 miles mark since leaving Lansing. That’s a pretty big milestone.

The goal was to make it as far as Flagstaff today, but I didn’t quite make it that far. I went through Prescott, Jerome, and Sedona. Believe it or not, I even took some pretty pictures! At least I think so. Each town got better as it went along. Jerome is quite phenomenal and unique, though I’m not sure I could live there. Coming to the town from Highway 89A on the south side of town you see how these streets and buildings are built on very steep hills. It’s difficult to describe, so my advice is drive to Jerome. From there I kept making my way towards Sedona where I photographed the Red Rocks and made my best effort to find a decent place for the sunset.

Phoenix seems to be a great city, but I just don’t think I could live here, especially in the summer time. This is what I thought of most of Arizona until today. The three towns I mentioned are in the range 3,000-5,000 feet in elevation. Now I could live up there. I came across a beautiful snowfall with thick white flakes. Apparently I’m not missing any snow back home either after a couple rain storms. My favorite Christmas song is “White Christmas” and I’m always dreaming of snow. I don’t think it will be white down here in Phoenix, but that glimpse of it today brought me right down to earth.