Perry and I left at about 9am on Saturday en route to Sedona, where the beer flows like wine, where the women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano…..
Anyways, 2nd time is a charm. Not only did we miss the first exit to Sedona and have to turn around, once we got to Sedona, we had 3 different destinations. A “float” excursion(which only Perry did. It was $50 bux to float in epsom salts, no thanks.), a hike, and shops. We got to all of those places on the second try. We either missed the turn because we were ogling at half of a deer sticking out of a trailer not paying attention, or because of bad directions that we had to figure out on our own.
Either way, we had a blast. He’s a really good friend of mine and we acted like 6 year olds the entire trip.(Including narrating an episode of Bear Grylls Man vs. Wild, and using a hiking stick as a light saber. For 2 hours.) I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m a kid at heart and don’t plan on ever growing up.
By the way, I had my phone, keys, and a bunch of other crap in my jacket pockets, so the answer is no, I don’t have a pyramid or any other weird objects growing out of my stomach. Also, the first picture is of a trailer. What was inside the trailer you ask?? The obvious…a mattress, and half of a deer. I’m assuming this guy was moving. Mattress? Check. Half of a deer? Check. Ready to go!