22 Years on the 22nd

On May 22, Rick and I celebrated our 22nd wedding anniversary. Our kids took care of each other while we spent the weekend in Sedona and Flagstaff.

We expected a quiet getaway with peaceful hikes and sight seeing. Unfortunately, it was Memorial Day weekend after a two month quarantine and we were not the only people looking for a place to go. Sedona was packed. We went to hike Devil’s Bridge and found cars lining the road for a mile before and after the parking lot. We skipped that hike, which would have probably been more like standing in a long line at Disneyland and drove through Oak Creek Canyon to Flagstaff.

The canyon was beautiful, but still packed with people. Slide Rock was closed because it was full to capacity and cars were parked along the road at every scenic point.

Fortunately, Flagstaff was much less overrun. We went to an excellent Mexican restaurant and found a nice evening hike called Fatman’s—perfect for the two of us who just gorged ourselves with sopapillas and ice cream.

I especially enjoyed the break from the Tucson pollen which has been so bad for my allergies that the bags under my eyes rival a professional Nordstrom shopper.

One of my favorite things about anniversaries is the opportunity they provide for reflection. We had fun remembering our wedding day and past anniversaries. I liked wondering about where we might be in another twenty two years. It will be here before we know it. I’m excited about the adventures we have ahead of us.

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