On the way home, we drove through Cortez, CO and Four Corners (paid the five bucks to go stand on that little circle) to Flagstaff where we stayed with some good friends of ours from church. They had an ADORABLE little house just outside of Flag with a massive garden and chickens and turkeys (who are soon to be butchered!) and lots of fuzzy little caterpillars! Although we hadn't seen this particular couple in a few years, they were wonderfully hospitable and welcoming. We enjoyed a regular feast together with garden-fresh salsa and pickled green beans, ears of corn and bratwurst! After dinner, we played a couple rounds of Apples to Apples over (homemade) peach cobbler and icecream and caught up on the last few years of life. Plus, they do a lot of missions work among the Native Americans around Flagstaff, so they had a bunch of missions-related resources for me to check out here in Tucson. The next day, they sent us home with food for the road, reading materials, and refreshed souls.
The final leg of our journey took us through beautiful Sedona, AZ and (the less beautiful) industrial Phoenix. Relatively uneventful, (except for some hairy lane merging through Phoenix) but in the best way possible. For now, we're home safe and my thirst for adventure is temporarily quenched. What do adventurers say at the end of a journey? Honestly I do not know. Maybe I need to take another one to find out! ;)
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