Our Arizona adventure was wrapping up, but not before giving us one final amazing view: an absolutely breathtaking sunrise. If Sedona was trying to convince us to stay here, it almost worked.
Having learned our lesson about Sedona’s breakfast rush, we arrived at Redrock Café bright and early — 7:20 AM, just 20 minutes after opening. Some folks were already tucking into their pancakes, and by 8 AM the waiting line was snaking out the door. Perfect timing! I went for an omelet and buckwheat waffles (plus essential coffee, obviously), while Scott celebrated his love for American sandwiches with a Reuben. Another win in the culinary department.
After brunch, we headed for the creek, revisiting a hiking spot where Scott used to come some 30 years ago. When we pulled into the parking lot around 8:30 AM, only a handful of cars were there - peaceful and perfect. Fast forward to our return: the lot was packed, with a line of cars waiting to grab any available spot. Safe to say, Sedona’s popularity has skyrocketed since Scott’s good ol’ days.
The hike itself was pure joy: sunshine, stunning views, and that magical desert stillness you can almost hear if you listen carefully.
On the way to Phoenix airport, we couldn't resist a few more stops to meet the local celebrities - the giant saguaro cacti standing tall and proud on both sides of the road. Fun fact for you, dear reader: Arizona actually has to tag and register these cacti because people (apparently) can’t be trusted not to steal them. Apparently, cactus theft is a thing. I'm happy to report I took only a selfie with cactus No. 320, and left it right where it belongs.
This trip was my first real desert experience, and it turned out to be way different - and way better - than I had imagined. So many landscapes, so much nature, and so many moments that took my breath away.
Our car drop-off at Phoenix Airport went smoother than expected (always a small miracle), and our flight was blissfully uneventful.
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