24 hrs of lunacy...

this account is written after 24 hr of consciousness, so forgive me if I sound delirious because I am and am likely fading in and out as I type this. Today (yesterday?) was a whirlwind day of activity. We awoke and made our way to Sedona, recently voted by people who know to be the ##6 most desirable place in the US to live in. I can see why. The town is beautiful, slickly designed and well-maintained, but still maintaining a lot of its sense of connection to the surrounding natural environment. We spent the rest of the afternoon driving around looking at rocks and trying to climb up a big rock (Belle mountain)… here’s the proof:

I don’t know what it is about rocks and climbing them that brings such pleasure. It’s the primal urge to challenge nature combined with the thrill of possible death or at least dismemberment with the sheer idiocy of saying hey, I climbed a REALLY tall rock today that makes it so fun.

Some of us got in touch with our natural self (howling is very cathartic, especially when you are answered by other howls)…

(can you imagine the danger the photographer of this picture must have been in? what a gutsy idiot huh? But I’m eternally grateful tho =)

then baddaboom, we drive to las vegas. Last stop, sin city. The best part is… we don’t’ have a place to stay until Monday. It was Sunday ( I think) So the master plan was to just go out till the wee hours of the morning and then find ways to occupy ourselves until it’s time to check in at around 2pm (which at the time we arrived in vegas was 14hrs away). And that’s exactly what we did: we hit up ra at luxor (nice club, the music was a little wack for my taste last night/this morning but oh well you make do), drank some, danced a lot, and emerged hungry. At some point a red light was almost run, flashing occured, numbers were gotten, money was won (and of course lost) and it’s now somehow 3.5 hours from checkin. What a hilarious city…