Other than a brief stop at the airport there last Christmas, I had never been to Phoenix before. Brian had been there years prior for baseball but hadn’t got a chance to really experience it at all. We were lucky enough to be invited down by Brian’s parents to stay at his Uncle’s vacation home in Mesa which is just outside of Phoenix. Since we live only an hour away from the Montana border, it worked out a lot cheaper for us to fly from Great Falls to Mesa leaving early Friday morning.
The football game was by far the highlight of our trip. We dragged Brian’s parents along so it was a first for all four of us. We started our evening out by having some appies at Buffalo Wild Wings (apparently this is a chain in the States) and we all loved the food and atmosphere of the place. It was just across the street from Sun Devil stadium so we paid for parking there (it was a lot cheaper than paying at the stadium) and walked over to check out the tailgaters. We all couldn’t believe how intense some people were about tailgating! Generators with 50 inch flat screens, BBQ, and lots of cornhole (bean bags).
The energy of the crowd was the best part of the football game by far. It was incredible the amount of pride and excitement the crowd had for their team! We ended up leaving right after half time (I know I know lamesauce) but we had a really long drive to get back to the house. I would definitely go again though and would like to stay the full time and maybe hit some after parties afterwards just to get the full experience ;).
We did quite a bit of walking and shopping so Brenda and I treated ourselves to pedicures! For a full treatment it was only $30 so why not?! I thought my colour was very Christmas-y and helped to get me started in the holiday mood even though being in the desert and listening to Christmas music felt really weird to me.
I loved going for bike rides, drinking my morning coffee outside by the pool, and relaxing with amazing people and good food. Unfortunately on our last day there as we were driving back from a shopping day, Brenda and Garry’s rental car overheated and we were left on the side of a random desert road while the sun was going down. It was a scene from a horror movie I tell ya, but the rental company was nice enough to send us a cab and a tow truck. Thankfully they arrived in the nick of time because prior to the car problems I had downed a bottle of water and a medium Jamba Juice and there is no polite way to squat in the middle of the desert in front of your in-laws.
Brian and I arrived home in the late afternoon and could not be happier to see our puppy (she had a hard time while we were away and kept injuring herself). However I couldn’t relax for too long though because I had to start packing for Whistler the next day.