Enough Already, I Get It.

This is officially my last Arizona post.

Rach and I spent a morning walking around the resort taking pictures.  There were so many textures and colors - I took approximately 90 million pictures but wanted to post some of my faves.

I love the Southwest.  I love girlfriend's getaway.  I love the ability to walk around for 2 hours with my only goal being to take pictures of cactus needles.  So to wrap up, vacay was cool. Counting down until our 2013 trip.

Frankie Boy

The part where I said I wasn't going to drag my Arizona trip out in blog posts was a lie.

I feel like I need to dedicate a separate post to the awesomeness that's known as Frank Lloyd Wright's house Taliesin West.

We were lucky enough to catch a night tour and it was just a perfect evening.  Frankie lived in Wisconsin but set up his winter home in AZ.  When he built it he brought a bunch of architecture students with him and they literally plopped down in the middle of the dessert and built the estate rock by rock.

It's still a home to many of the people that helped build it, and is also a school for about 30 architecture students. 

He was so particular about his design - this vase was here before they put windows on the house.  When the glass went up he didn't want to move the vase, even an inch, so he had the students cut a hole to accomodate.

The door between his room and the other wing of the house where his wife stayed.

I may not know know anything about architecture (except what I learned when George Costanza worked at Vandalay Industries) but I do know that this place was the bomb.  Thanks for the memories Mr. Wright!

Um, Oops.

So apparently I fell asleep for a few months while I was in the middle of writing about my Arizona trip.  And now that seems so 5 minutes ago.

I'm not sure if I should pick up where I left off or just erase the rest of July and August from the blogworld...

So instead of dragging out my girl's weekend I'll just consolidate some highlights of Arizona into one post:

The Joya Spa at our resort was absolute heaven. In the mornings I took a few yoga/meditation classes, but the best part of all was our spa day.  Massages, facials, fancy cucumber drinks spiked with vodka.  Mmm hmm. 

 



This is a shot from one of the stores in downtown Scottsdale.  Such interesting shops with authentic/touristy/fake Southwest memorabilia.  Also great for people watching, and restaurants with tableside made-to-order guacamole.  Drooling...

Sprinkles cupcakes in the middle of Arizona...random...

 

I was wearing heels.  Rach was not.

It's interesting to look back on this trip now...it seems like lifetimes ago.  I can't explain how AMAZING it was to be away, spend quality time chatting with a good friend, having the ability to eat and drink what I wanted, when I wanted, and just be free to AAAHHHH.  Until next year...