Girl Trip - Phoenix

The minute I got out of the airport I noticed the difference. The air. It was as light as a feather. Then the mountains. Rock mountains. Springing up out of flat desert. Then the desert. Scrub brush, faded colors, arid, dry, but alive. The Southwest. A great setting, great girl trip, great friends, great fun, even a divine appointment. the famed restaurant we never made it in
Friday night escapade hiking Pinnacle Point we thought we were in shape... not!
silly Sarah
shrimp tacos
at The Mission, Scottsdale looking for celebrities yes, we went to dry bar
a good time had by all - I miss us!