Phoenix is location in the Mojave desert, no beaches, no lush tropical rain forest, no real tourist attractions other then the golf courses. So what does this baron land offer that has so many Canadian expats coming down for the winter other then the obvious...year round heat. It took a few days to really see this, but after immersing ourselves in the community, it became more and more apparent...impressive service that paid attention to all the details.
Canadians are found everywhere here...especially the golf courses after October. Jen and I accompanied Roland (her dad) for a round at his country club "Las Sendas" the first morning. These types of courses are the ones that are build within a community where the majority of players currently inhabit, and so Roland bought into this one...mainly for the ease of accessibility, and long term savings. Beautifully mass produced homes line this course, hugging every fairway...adding a hint of intimidation to every shot. Conditions were IDEAL. For a members discount, Jen and I were able to play for $60 each...normally $100+ in Alberta for quality this high. Every hole, every green, were painstakingly maintained and landscaped...the sand raked (basically anything not on the fairway), the cacti maintained, greens as fast as a carpet. It was awesome...and tough lol. I only hit one house;) The course was 6850 yards long (not the tips), making it quite tough. When arriving at the clubhouse, we saw why people came to Phoenix. Complimentary valet, they load your clubs into your car and cart, free driving range offered, free tees, GPS on every cart. Service that apparently is the norm here...which we slowly became to realise throughout the week. At the end of the day, we all shot below average, but enjoyed the +21 weather and all the 5 star service anyone could ask for for only $60:)
That night we were exhausted! We decided to stay in with Nakita and watch a movie.
|Las Sendas clubhouse|
|Las Sendas hole 18|
Thursday was a relaxing day after a quick round of golf at Camelback Resort with Ferne. The course is a well known and is well established in Scottsdale. The condition was ok, but overall, was our least favourite (even though it cost $70 each after 35% off). I shot a decent round finally, and right when we finished, it tried to rain. Luckily we were under shelter enjoying lunch overlooking holes 9 and 18.
After arriving back at the house, little did I know, Jen was orchestrating an attack on the shopping malls for black Friday...starting at midnight at Macy's. I reluctantly gave in thinking there was a slight chance I too could find a deal to make it all worth while. Jen sifted out all the relevant flyer's. Around 9pm, we "attempted" a nap before our departure at 11:30pm to the Santan shopping complex.
|WeKaPa with Red Mountain in background|
Next morning around 7am, Ferne woke us to remind Jen it was time to head to the big mall..."The Fashion Mall". This mall is located in Scottsdale, and is the more well known one in all of Phoenix. We were expecting huge lines, so we left around 7:15 am and arrived around 7:45am...apparently early enough to find a good parking spot. When we walked into the mall, it was clear our hallowed parking spot was mearly average as there were no lines anywhere. No hustle and bustle, no panicked women, nothing. The only real deal found was at Ambercrombie & Fintch...50% off everything, but in typical fashion (in my case), nothing fit me. I then went to G-Star to find the prices higher then Canada. Then I went to Dillard's to find no shoes in my size. I was getting quite pissed off at this point and just wanted to end this gong show. I ended up buying 6 pairs of Hugo underwear for $40 at Macy's...at least it was something lol. After several hrs, we left and went to another nearby mall that ended up being a complete waste of time, so home we went.
I napped on the pool deck while Jen went back out with her dad in his Porsche to look for a TV stand at Best Buy. I couldn't imagine what many thought; seeing a young girl with an older man in a new 911 Porsche turbo...mid life crisis?...but in reality obviously it wasn't.
That night was a very special night. In celebration of Ferns B-day and Jen passing her test, we fine-dined it at a place called "City Hall"...and in typical fashion, were blown away with the service provided. As per usual, someone parked our car. Every head waiter had 2 following them. Our plates were dished out in front of us. Drinks were prepared in front of us. Sparking water was assumed. Every little detail you could think of was provided, and impressed ALL of us. We had lobster mashed potato's, steak, mushrooms, and peas, and all were perfect in execution. we left feeling the price paid was well worth the experience...with leftovers to boot;)
Next morning before our flight back to the great white north, Roland booked us a round at Golden Valley Resort...one of the top ranked courses in Arizona. It was basically a course that went up one mountain valley, around, and back down. The condition was impeccable, and lived up to its hype. Because of the supper paid for by Roland the night before, Jen and I insisted paying $100 each for the round (not sure if this even covered the cost of the round). I again actually shot an OK round. My knees at this point though were starting to really hurt with all the torquing on them with my crazy swing. 4 rounds in 6 days was apparently my limit. Awesome way to end the week! We drove home, packed and sore, and off we were back to -10 weather in Calgary.
So why do people holiday in an ocean-less city of 3 million people? Well, in short, its for the 340 days of sun, being able to buy a beautiful 4 bedroom home for 1/4 the price of Calgary, and receiving A++ service everywhere you go....something that is lacking in today's standards. I feel we are expected to tip more and more while receiving less service. It was refreshing to see the opposite in Phoenix!