From an article in Sunday’s New York Times:
A few years ago, USA Today called Sedona the most beautiful place in America. At sundown, that doesn’t begin to cover it. And it’s not just the views. There’s a vibe in the air, something not quite audible, a kind of metaphysical dog whistle that calls people out to have a look around and to try to feel something that, if you’re not a committed New-Age pilgrim, is hard to put into words. Nowhere else in this country does a natural setting feel so much like the inside of a soaring pantheistic cathedral.
“Nowhere else.” Really? Not in Yosemite Valley? Among the Redwoods? Deep in the Grand Canyon? High in the Rockies?
Sedona is beautiful, stunning really, but come on.