lesson #1: some things are beyond my control
i guess we’re starting to get used to southwest time, because today neither of us woke up before the sun. i am really REALLY excited for today’s activities, which include a couples massage (!!!) and dinner at FnB. but first, i have to address my
compulsive need desire to report back on yesterday’s adventures.
i loved how a lot of you wrote about flexibility when i asked for vacation tips yesterday. and yesterday was a true reflection of this. our day was wonderful, but it wasn’t exactly what i had envisioned.
the biggest surprise of this trip has been . . .
ummm, yeah. i wasn’t expecting a tropical paradise, but from what i had read, i’d been expecting highs in the upper 60s-70s (i did not take into account the obvious fact that mountains are up high and tend to be cold.) as we headed out on our planned day trip, i was ready for a pleasant little jaunt among the beautiful red rock formations of sedona, maybe a bit of a cleansing breeze to cool us off if the hiking got strenuous.
instead, we got this:
today’s lovely conditions as i type this
it might have been slightly warmer than this yesterday while we were hiking, but it was still well below freezing. there was actually a waterful that had partially frozen! pretty, but a little sad for two sun-seekers.
however, we made the best of it! we enjoyed our XM in the car, playing our favorite game of “who can identify the song/artist first?”. in case you’re wondering, i always lose this game — badly. however, i did have a few triumphs:
lesson #2: it’s your vacation! don’t forget it.
we had dinner reservations at the mission, a restaurant featuring an enticing menu of “modern latin cuisine”. i had made them on the later side (8:30), thinking we’d come back tired from a day of hiking and need some relaxation time before heading back out.
however, when the time came, i don’t think either of us wanted to head out into the cold once again. and josh had casually mentioned watching the duke game, which started at 7. we don’t have a TV at home, so this was actually a rare opportunity for him. meanwhile, i was getting really immersed in my murakami. all the sudden i realized: we didn’t have to go out! we could order room service and stay warm and cozy, and it would be an awesome treat — maybe even more special than eating out.
and so that’s what we did!
wine + fiction:
ever have a time that veering from your plan ended up being the right choice? i think it’s so interesting how sometimes i’ll just be following a path simply because it’s what i had figured out beforehand without stopping to reconsider, even if the conditions change.