We Just Didn’t Take to Sedona

Maybe it was the noisy camper who had us up at 1:30 a.m.
Maybe it was the nasty $3 showers in the already expensive campground.
Maybe it was the written warning Scott received for going 50 in a 40.
Maybe it was the multiple trips through town to find the restaurant recommended by Officer Dominguez.
Maybe it was the two-year road construction project through both main roads of town.
Maybe it was the fact that the Coconino Loop Trail disappeared and we were left to scramble in 90+ heat at 9 a.m. through cacti and thorny brush to reach the safety of the road.