Today was amazing. I woke up late and cruised into Flagstaff for a large breakfast and checked out the events for the day in the local paper. Just a few blocks away was the local synagogue and I made it over in time for Rosh Hashana services. The congregation greeted me with open arms and I left feeling spiritually renewed!
For lunch I found an all-you-can eat salad bar and downed a half-pitcher of some ale. A thunderstorm was passing by so I killed time on the internet while charging my dead phone battery. Exciting.
I headed over to Old Flagstaff and found a really cool community there. I spent happy hour with three Hopi Indians while my rear wheel was being trued across the street.
Pedaling into the dusk, I quickly found myself in Oak Canyon. This downhill bike ride was the second best I've ever encountered (behind the Death Road of Bolivia). Seriously, to anyone reading this, before you die: fly to Flagstaff and ride downhill to Sedona. The smells and sights will remind you that you are ALIVE!
Over and out from some random spot between Oak Creek and AZ-89. Truly a blissful locale....
Saturday, September 19, 2009
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