Zach and I started a new tradition today…an Easter picnic! We drove down the mountain to Sedona after I got off work at 3 and had just enough time to find a nice trailhead, eat a delicious picnic dinner (deviled eggs mmmmm!!!), and go for a short hike among the red rocks. It was peaceful and lovely.
On to the second half of the post title…we saw a jeep tour vehicle drive by and joked about the company name: “Arizona Safari Company.” I was like, “Ha, I wonder how many animals they saw on their ‘safari’!” A moment later the jeep zoomed past us and kicked up a ton of dust from the dirt road, flooding our car with it before I got the sunroof closed.
As soon as I felt the layer of dirt settle over the seats, my forehead, everything, I thought, “Wow, it kinda does feel like Africa now!” I remembered something my friend Kristie said when we were in Kenya about how her boogers were black from the inside of her nose being constantly coated in dust. I totally felt that way after that jeep gave us a dust-bath and it did bring me back to Africa in such a quick, sensory way.
So yeah, black boogers and a sweaty layer of dust on your face. That’s the feeling.