I’m starting to think that all of those retirees and “snowbirds” in Arizona are on to something…
As I mentioned last week, Phil and I recently escaped the Portland rain for four blissful days in Scottsdale, AZ. We stayed at the Four Seasons Scottsdale, which I highly recommend for a relaxing couples getaway. We spent our days hiking, lounging by the pool and playing tennis, and our nights drinking wine on the patio and enjoying long dinners without a care in the world.
I’ll be honest, I was skeptical of it at first, but Arizona – or rather specifically Scottsdale – is a magical place. The desert scenery is shockingly beautiful for how dry and, well, desert-y it is (I’m thisclose to covering my condo in potted baby cacti and navajo prints). And when the sun, which burns so hot and brightly during the day, begins to set behind the rocks, casting rays of soft light in every color imaginable? Forget it, I’m a total goner, enamored of the southwest’s awe-inspiring beauty.
The grounds of the Four Seasons are sprawling with desert flora and stunning rock formations.
A sunset view from dinner. Could you die?
Every night ended with cocktails, shuffleboard and/or ice cream sundaes (chocolate chip cookie, vanilla ice cream, hot fudge and whipped cream please!) at Proof, a yummy, casual on-site restaurant with fantastic modern industrial decor. How about I just pocket those copper salt and pepper shakers, thanks.
My handsome travel partner, basking in the glory of his come-from-behind shuffleboard victory, no doubt.
The perfect setting to sunbathe. Give me an adults-only pool area, a plush lounge chair and a good book and I’m done for the day.
Scottsdale, I hope to see you again soon.