After exploring the sights on our way into Sedona and checking in to our hotel, it was time for a little lunch and shopping. It was a girls weekend, after all! We headed over to Tlaquepaque Arts & Crafts Village, a shopping area a friend had recommended we check out. Between the architecture, sycamore trees and lovely galleries, shops and restaurants, it was a simply lovely area to spend an afternoon. Our first stop had to be lunch, and we quickly chose The Secret Garden Cafe.
It was a great place to grab a light lunch. We sat on a semi-enclosed patio that kept out the wind while allowing us a view of the market around us. I enjoyed my salad, while my mom and sister also gave their lunches high marks. There was also a bakery in the entrance that enticed us throughout our meal. We each left with a house-made dark chocolate salted caramel cup that was divine. And the waiters were cute. What more do you need?
After lunch, we wandered in and out of galleries selling mostly southwestern-style art, interspersed with a variety of boutiques.
The shopping area itself could not have been any prettier.
I don’t remember the names of my favorite shops, but the area is small enough that you’d hit them all just by wandering around. I found a gorgeous earring/necklace set at one boutique full of wonderful accessories and knickknacks, a handmade coffee mug to bring home to the boyfriend from a pottery shop, a lovely maxi dress at a clothing boutique and more.
One of the best things about Tlaquepaque is how warm, friendly and talkative many of the shopkeepers were. Everyone seemed excited to see us, find out where we came from and ask us how we were liking Sedona. One thing came through loud and clear: these people loved their hometown. Are our smiles any indication of the fact that we totally understood how Sedona would be a great place to live?
Seriously, prettiest shopping area ever.
When leaving Tlaquepaque, we saw this sign across the street:
I’ve mentioned that new age spirituality is big in Sedona, right? We couldn’t resist checking it out. It was actually a lot of fun walking around this
shop enlightenment center, where there was table after table of different types of crystals, each labeled with the properties that they promote (stress relief, empowerment, love, etc.). We even picked up a few to bring home to friends as souvenirs. I figured a little crystal power couldn’t hurt anyone!
By then it was almost sunset, and time to head off to an overlook to take in the end of this beautiful day.
The best place in town to catch the sunset – which is a big to-do in Sedona – is the Airport Mesa overlook. By the time we got there about 30 minutes before sunset, the overlook was already crowded. Undeterred, we claimed a couple of rocks as our own and settled in. The light against the red rocks across the valley was already getting pretty beautiful.
And then a little more amazing.
It was definitely a prime place for sunset views because we could see across almost the entire Sedona area.
It got a little chilly while we waited for the sun to drop, so we amused ourselves by – what else? – taking photos.
When the sun went down, it was actually a little anti-climactic. Don’t get me wrong, it was lovely, but I preferred the dusk views. What do you think?
Once the sun went down, it was time to eat again. On the recommendation of one of the awesome people we’d chatted with earlier at the market, we headed to Dahl and DiLuca for Italian food. I decided to abandon blogger-mode and simply enjoy dinner with my mom and sister, but it was a truly wonderful restaurant that I’d recommend to anyone visiting Sedona. Make a reservation if you plan to go – we walked in and had a choice of an hour wait or sitting at the bar. We opted for the bar and had a delicious, cozy meal with wonderful service. Yum. Just go.
After dinner it was back to The Orchards Inn for an early night. We had an early wake-up call the next day for the highlight of our time in Sedona: a hot air balloon ride!
As much as I loved our home base in Scottsdale, Arizona during girls weekend with my mom and sister, I was super excited to get on the road up to Sedona to check out an area I’ve been wanting to visit for years. Sedona is about two hours’ drive north of Phoenix and is known for its gorgeous red rock scenery, new age spirituality and wonderful galleries and shopping.
Speaking of Sedona’s spiritual side, our first stop on the way into town was one of Sedona’s vortexes: Bell Rock. What is a vortex? Well, that link probably provides a better explanation than I can, but basically Sedona is home to a handful of spots where many people believe that a strong energy emanates from the earth. Some report feeling a sensation of some sort when visiting a vortex – anything from a general sense of energy, to calm, to prickles on the back of your neck, to stronger reactions and visions. I wasn’t sure that I bought into the notion of the vortexes, but I figured it was worth checking out, especially once I realized that they were gorgeous viewpoints on their own. I bring you Bell Rock:
We circled for a few minutes before finding parking at the trailhead, and then walked the easy path out toward the rock.
There’s a more ambitious hike that takes you up onto the rock, but we didn’t have time for that. Our agenda was just to check it out and see if we got goosebumps.
No goosebumps, but that could have had something to do with hiking in a long-sleeved black dress and flip flops. Either way, it was pretty!
From Bell Rock, our next stop on our way into town was the Chapel of the Holy Cross. This gorgeous little chapel wows with its stunning architecture site and scenic views. On top of all that, it’s a vortex spot too. That trifecta makes it quite popular, and we had to wait in a line of cars to snake up the rocks to park at the chapel and check it out. Because of the unusual parking situation, I totally neglected to take any photos of the gorgeous exterior of this chapel from below. Luckily, the lovely Lucy of On The Luce gave me permission to post a photo from her Sedona post – check it out for more beauties like this:
I absolutely adore the look of this chapel from below. The Chapel of the Holy Cross was designed by a pupil of Frank Lloyd Wright’s, Marguerite Brunswig Staude. It took a couple of decades to obtain approval to build the chapel in Sedona’s National Forest land, and it was eventually completed in the 1950s. It is an operating church, but at the time of our visit it felt much more like a tourist attraction. It was easy to see why – check out these views!
We definitely took advantage of the great photo ops!
In addition to the far-off vistas, we were impressed by the rock climbers above the chapel. You can juuuust barely make them out here. They’re the dots on the rocks toward the top center of the frame:
Inside, the chapel’s design is spare, clean and modern (especially for a chapel built in the 60s). You can tell it’s been designed to take advantage of Sedona’s stunning natural scenery and impart those peaceful views on its visitors.
I don’t know whether it was the vortex effect or just the atmosphere inside such a small, beautiful chapel, but I did feel very serene and calm inside. Or maybe I just really wanted to feel the vortex. I guess we’ll never know. Don’t judge me.
Another aspect of the Chapel of the Holy Cross that I got a real kick out of were the little signs posted around the exterior to remind visitors of the rules in the cutest way possible.
Once we were done admiring the views here, it was time to make our way into the town of Sedona. Our first stop was check-in at our hotel for the evening, the Orchards Inn. We barely spent any time at the hotel, and I wish we could have. It was located right in Uptown Sedona, walking distance to a variety of shops and restaurants. And the highlight was definitely the thing that most people come to Sedona for: the gorgeous red rock views.
I really regret that we didn’t have time for evening cocktails or morning coffee on that balcony. Cocktails while soaking in the hot tub below us would have been even better! But alas, I was determined that we’d pack as much as possible into our 24 hours in Sedona – stay tuned for more of our adventures in this gorgeous town!
I have a confession to make. (Yes, another one.) I’m writing this on a snowy Saturday and I can’t be bothered to leave my warm, cozy house to go skiing. I know, I don’t deserve to live in the mountains right now. I blame the fact that I spent most of February and March in Phoenix, Arizona for my lack of motivation. Spring is already in full swing down there, and the warm sunny days, temperate evenings and snow-less hiking trails got me really ready for winter to be over. I know, I know.
I liked the Phoenix area much more than I expected to. One thing that surprised me was that the area isn’t as brown and barren as I’d pictured it to be. This week’s travel theme is pink, and I had no trouble finding photos of the hue in the Arizona desert.
There was plenty of pink to be found on my hikes around the area. Like this flowering cactus along the trail up to Sunrise Peak.
And the breathtaking sunset I encountered while coming down Camelback Mountain.
The vibrant color didn’t discriminate based on location, showing off both at the hotel-from-hell Aloft Phoenix Airport…
Where the sunset views did a little to distract from the constant noise of planes, trains and automobiles (for real). I was better able to enjoy the scenery across town at the luxurious Hyatt Gainey Ranch.
And my favorite pink moment of my time in Phoenix, by far, was the sunrise on the morning of my hot air balloon adventure. Stay tuned for more to come on that!
In case you’re interested in my other “Travel Theme posts:
If you’re in Scottsdale or the greater Phoenix area, do me a favor and add lunch at The Herb Box to your to-do list.
The Herb Box is located in Old Town, Scottsdale’s downtown area of boutiques and zillions of restaurants. I had a chance to try a few of these eateries during my time in Scottsdale, and The Herb Box stood out as the best among a crop of pretty delicious meals.
First can we talk about how adorable Old Town is? I neglected to capture any photos of the area in daylight, but I also loved the look of this lovely pedestrian area lined by illuminated palm trees at night.
Ok, back to The Herb Box. During an afternoon shopping in Old Town, my mom, my sister and I wanted to find a great spot for lunch. I turned to my old fail-safe, Yelp, and saw excellent reviews for The Herb Box. Done and done. When we arrived, the outdoor seating was all full and we were hungry enough to settle for a table in the dining room. We actually ended up thrilled with that call, because the interior of the restaurant was charming, rustic-modern and warm.
With an inviting atmosphere, friendly staff and a delicious menu, it was the perfect spot for a girls’ lunch.
They have a delightful cocktail and wine list as well, and we all loved the fresh, refreshing taste of my sister’s Cucumber Basil Mojito. Then the food came, and it didn’t disappoint either.
My mom gave her BLT high marks, and my sister and I shared a couple of excellent dishes: Butternut Squash and Corn Enchiladas that were as delicious as they sound:
And my favorite dish of the day, the Urban Market Steak Salad:
The piece of steak atop this salad was no joke – tender, flavorful, juicy and bigger than any steak I’ve ever had on top of a salad. Add in avocado, sugared pecans, roasted corn, bacon and other goodies, and it was one of the best salads I can remember having.
Oh yeah – and when you go to The Herb Box, don’t forget to check out the bathrooms. They’re gorgeous!
You’re not going to believe this hotel.
On the last weekend of my time in Phoenix, my mom and sister came to town for a girls weekend. We spent two nights at one of the nicest – and certainly the most memorable – hotels I’ve ever stayed in: the Hyatt Regency Scottsdale Resort & Spa at Gainey Ranch.
Approaching the entrance lined with towering palm trees, I knew that I was in for a treat. And the second I stepped through the front door I felt like letting out a nice, long sigh of contentment. Actually, I think I did. Wait for it…
Wait for it…
Pictures do not do this lobby justice. The multi-story atrium is open to a sumptuous courtyard, and the moment I entered I could feel a light breeze and the warm Arizona air against my skin. This lobby area was full of comfy chairs and couches and included a bar and stage where there was excellent live music every evening.
Ready for a tour of the courtyard?
Cacti, water features, a variety of comfy seating areas…
Especially given the perfect weather (sunny, 80 degrees and no humidity) during our stay, all I wanted to do was relax here. So I did. My favorite lounge spots were the cushy cabanas.
There were a few of these cabanas scattered around, and they made perfect reading nooks and nap spots.
Beyond the spectacular patio, things get even more impressive at the Hyatt’s pools. Yes, pools. There’s a quiet adults-only pool with this view of the Gainey Ranch golf course and mountains in the distance.
There’s a grassy area with lawn games and more games to be found inside the pools.
You know what? I’m going to stop narrating and just show you.
(Yes, that’s a sand beach where those colorful chairs are.)
(And that’s a water slide.) Ok, so I didn’t stop narrating. But can you believe that pool area? Unbelievable. In case you wanted to relax in a more private area, the hotel’s Spa Avania is the most beautiful spa I’ve ever visited.
I had a fantastic massage (ask for Dawn!), and my mom and I spent hours relaxing in the spa facilities. The outdoor mineral pool and soaking hot tub take a fantastic spa day to a whole new level. It’s a little creepy to take pictures in a spa, so these photos are from the Spa Avania website.
The Hyatt is also home to a slew of restaurants. My favorite hotel meals were the breakfast buffet at SWB and a light Italian dinner at Alto. And a cucumber-jalapeno margarita sipped outside in the courtyard. Yum.
Located in North Scottsdale, the Hyatt is a short drive from Old Town and several great hiking areas. I’m guessing that visitors in town for golf or baseball spring training games would also find themselves well-situated. So what’s the downside? I honestly couldn’t find one. Of course, this level of luxury doesn’t come cheap, but if you’re looking to splash out on lush accommodations for a special weekend in the Phoenix area, I couldn’t imagine a better place.
Tell me, what hotel has made the biggest impression on you?
Hi guys! I’ve missed you! I’ve spent the last 6 weeks shuttling back and forth between Vail and Phoenix for work, which has been both lovely and exhausting. I’m excited to tell you about my adventures in sunny Arizona, but first I’d like to turn the clock way back to the fantastic 24 hours I spent in the small mountain town of Ouray, Colorado.
This quaint town is nestled in a narrow canyon near Telluride. Once a mining town, Ouray currently thrives on adventure-related tourism. Ice climbers flock to Ouray for its world-famous climbing, while it makes a great summer home base for hikers and mountain bikers. (Remember my hike here this summer? So pretty!) It’s also a great place for relaxation, which is precisely why we stopped there following a couple of active days in Telluride. We stayed in an adorable B&B, The China Clipper Inn.
Our room was no-frills but very comfortable and homey.
And we loved the extra touches like fluffy bathrobes and towels to use at the nearby hot springs or the hot tub right outside of our door. The rest of the house was comfortable and beautifully done, and we enjoyed lounging by the fire in the living room.
But where the China Clipper really shone was the delicious breakfast. The setting was gorgeous. We got to choose between the richly appointed dining room and a sunny nook with mountain views. I’m sure you can guess which we went for.
Get a better look at that view.
Our chef and host got us started with fresh fruit, coffee and a selection of juices, yogurt and granola while he worked on the main event.
Then, he brought out a couple of plates of eggs benedict with roasted asparagus. I polished off every delicious bite.
We walked off a little bit of our breakfast by strolling over to the main street lined with shops. This town, nicknamed “The Switzerland of America,” is just the cutest.
We had a blast popping into the various stores that piqued our interest. A few of my favorites were the book store, where we each grabbed a new novel. I could have spent hours browsing the Colorado section.
Then we stumbled into a room chock-full of interesting rocks, geodes, and knickknacks. I think it might have been called the Gator Emporium but I’m not sure.
Next we stopped into an excellent kitchen store full of gadgets, local foods and other foodie items.
I could have wandered this street all day.
See that sign above the brewery for the Wiesbaden Motel? The Wiesbaden is a small hotel that is also home to its own private hot springs and vapor caves. The natural hot springs in Ouray are known for the healing properties of their waters. And I don’t know about all that, but the hot waters at the Wiesbaden sure were relaxing! The vapor caves, however, mostly just freaked me out. They are underground caves that water and vapors from the underground hot springs fill up like a steam room with a layer of water on the ground. As someone who gets claustrophobic in steam rooms, I only lasted about 5 minutes in the vapor caves before I wanted out. Sorry, I didn’t take photos in the hot springs or vapor caves to avoid looking like a creeper.
After grabbing a truffle (her) and some ice cream (him) at one of the local ice cream shops, we hit the road for the 4-hour drive home. We stopped on the way at one more hot spring, a more natural springs that’s apparently popular with locals in the area. I promised a friend I wouldn’t publish the name to keep this hidden gem hidden – if you’re interested, shoot me an email!
If you’ve never been through this charming part of Colorado, I highly recommend it! I’ll be back soon with some Arizona sunshine for you – have a great Monday!
This week’s Travel Theme: Work comes at an absolutely perfect time for me. I am finally back home for a full week after three straight weeks of traveling to Phoenix Monday through Friday for training for my new career. I’m clearly no stranger to frequent travel, but three straight weeks of air travel and hotel stays has definitely been a first for me. And naturally, traveling for business makes the whole thing quite a bit less fun than if I’d been on three straight weeks of vacation. All this back and forth has brought out a new side of me: the frequent business traveler. And so I bring you, my confessions…
Confession #1: Air travel trips me out.
I’ve always been pretty comfortable on an airplane and wouldn’t consider myself a nervous flier. However, the abundance of time I’ve spent aboard United Airlines over the past three weeks has given me plenty of time to think about the logistics of flying. Lately, this has been coming about an hour into my flight, when I look out the window and the thought suddenly occurs to me: “Holy crap. There are over 100 of us sitting inside a piece of metal tens of thousands of feet above the ground. How crazy is this? Whoever figured this whole air travel thing out was really smart. I hope the people who built this airplane were really smart too. It would really suck to fall out of the sky…”
This is usually the point when I bury my nose in a book to cut off these thoughts. I’m finding it really strange that after so many years of flying, these sorts of things are just now popping into my head!
Confession #2: Checked baggage actually kind of rocks.
For years (pretty much ever since they started charging checked bag fees), I’ve prided myself on being a carry-on-only traveler. I’ve never found the $25+ fee worth it, and there’s always the potential of lost baggage if it’s not right with you. But on these most recent trips, the necessity for professional clothes, workout clothes and casual gear has prompted me to pack a larger checked bag. And if we’re being totally honest here, the fact that my company reimburses me for the fee tips the scales.
And you know what? I’ve loved it. It’s so much easier to pack when I can throw in extra pairs of shoes, a few wardrobe alternatives, a light jacket that I probably won’t need but just might, etc. And during a layover (especially a layover that consists of sprinting from gate to gate after a delayed flight, of which I’ve had two), it’s marvelously freeing to breeze through the airport without lugging a wheeling bag. Speaking of that…
Confession #3: I totally judge the people who stand still on the airport’s moving walkways.
How lazy are you?
Confession #4: Sometimes layovers can be fun.
This could be a sign that I’ve been in the throes of too much work and not enough play, but I’ve genuinely enjoyed a few of my recent airport layovers. Part of the fun is that I’m in an airport with only limited options to use my time. It’s tough to be really productive, so I might as well eat something yummy and read a book. Plus, airport dining (at least in Denver) has improved quite a bit recently.
That’s right, I passed my last layover at DIA in the company of a wine flight at Cru. And some Lamb Lollipops.
Confession #5: Sometimes, once I get home, all I want to do is sit on the couch.
If you’ve been reading P&P for very long, you know that I’m a fairly active person. Until I started my back-and-forth business trips to Phoenix, I hadn’t missed a Saturday on the ski slopes all season. But lately, I get home from my travels around 11:00 on Friday nights, and I’m thrilled if I have the energy to meet friends for lunch on Saturday afternoon. Skiing isn’t even on the menu. This is:
But don’t worry too much – by Sunday I’m usually back to this:
Were you expecting juicier confessions? I do have a couple more weeks left of business travel, so I’ll do my best. What are your travel confessions?