The Journey

The early morning sun pierces the sky above Boynton Canyon, sweeps down the craggy monolithic rock formations and appears to ignite the Ponderosa pines with a heavenly glow.  Indeed, they say God created the Grand Canyon, but lived in Sedona.  Tucked discretely at the edge of town, Enchantment Resort and Mii Amo Spa form the perfect destination within a destination.

Eager to rejuvenate after the incredibly hectic Savannah spring festival season and invariable spring renovation and interior redesign frenzy, we escaped to solitude.  Arizona in the summer, you say?  Well skip Scottsdale and head for the Arizona high-country.  At 4500 feet above sea level, the mornings are a cool 65%, and the evenings – perfection.  The experiences are infused with the spirit of the Navaho, Yavapai-Apache, and Havasupai cultures.   The transcendental heart of the spa, a circular crystal grotto, seems to dissolve, then evaporate any stress; the soul, no longer captive and confined, emerges – rejuvenation complete.

As fabulous as this seems, our next stop, my husband assures me, is beyond compare.  Our three-year old, just returned from Coyote Camp, covered in red rock dust and singing tribal songs might disagree.  She, like I, has already been enchanted.

Paula