For almost 20 years, my college friends and I talked about doing a “real” girls trip. Every time we were together we threw out a new destination, a new date, a new dream. During our post-graduate years and through our career-building and child-bearing 30’s, the most we could manage was meeting up at one of our homes, eating apps, drinking wine, and chatting away. Which was not only all we could afford to do, but it was all we needed. It’s STILL all we need. But when our 40th birthdays started closing in, we decided it was time to plan a long weekend where no one lives.
After some discussions, debates, and even a vote, we settled on Scottsdale, Arizona. It seemed like the perfect destination for what we wanted to do: chill out, relax, drink fancy cocktails by a pool, go to a spa, chill out, and relax. Oh, and let’s not forget eating and drinking. The chosen resort was The Camelback Inn (and no, they aren’t paying me to write this) which was perfect for our needs. It was just big enough, just intimate enough, to be comfortable and fun. One morning we hiked Mummy Mountain (on property), and the next we walked through the posh Paradise Valley neighborhood and gawked at houses. We spent hours by the pool, in and out, in and out, because it was so hot (dry heat, of course). We spent a glorious day at the spa getting multiple treatments, lounging by the spa pool, and eating sprouts (ew, no).
Our adjoining rooms were perfectly suited for our group. We had mini kitchenettes which we stocked with “snackies” and happy hour libations to enjoy on the lanai. We loved our evenings on the patio, watching jack rabbits hop by, and admiring the succulent landscapes.
Another thing that made this trip especially perfect, with all of us being from the northeast or mid-west, was the time difference. We felt like we slept in, but we were up early. We felt like we were going to bed late, but I’m not sure we ever made it past midnight. It was something these old gals appreciated.
Old Town Scottsdale’s size makes it a great city for a long weekend. There is nothing you HAVE to do or see or eat. Just wander around and enjoy. We had a fabulous meal, walked around some shops, and were happy to head back to the resort firepit (I know I said it was hot, but those desert nights aren’t!).
I am very drawn to the southwest, and during that trip it dawned on me as to why. I love the stillness of the desert. It’s very peaceful. There is little to no wind, and even if there is, there are few trees around to rustle. The heat keeps people moving slowly and quietly. It’s no wonder it has earned a reputation for spirituality and wellness.
As for me and my girls, we had a fantastic time. We made a lot of great memories and took some hilarious pictures that will last forever. Now the question is, where do we go for our 50th?
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