I went to Sedona for the first time almost by accident. We were crossing the country through New Orleans after meeting up with my parents and needed a place to crash on our way from San Antonio. Somewhat resigned and looking for inspiration, I entered the destination into the GPS and started a 1000 mile long day with the Airstream in tow.
A year and a half later, I visited Sedona seven times already. It became part of my life and I can only wonder will it’s charm ever truly wear off on me.
The magic is neatly stowed away for eternity in the natural beauty of the plains and the red rock. Such beauty as in Sedona brings everyone to the edge of desperation, only to inspire in the end.