I was grateful for one more week in Sedona, this time in an AirBnB. I dipped back to Phoenix to pick up sister Jacquie who graciously agreed to see what all the hype is about (my family do not share my enthusiasm for the desert). We did the things sisters do – eat (at Secret Garden), shop (at Tlaquepaque), and sign up for another Jeep tour up Schnebly Hill (no timeshare cruelty this time, I paid cash). She seemed to get in the spirit eventually – but how could you not, what with the universe speaking and all.




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