I found this “secret” place the other day, which I think will remain untouched by the influx of the “millions” of visitors expected in Phoenix over the next week or so: first for the Pro Bowl, followed by the Phoenix Open, and culminating with the Super Bowl.
Ugh, I dread the drive to work which is close to where the Phoenix Open will be and goes past numerous resorts which will be jam-packed full of people rushing to all the concerts, restaurants, and events. I should have asked for the week off…
The big party place at the Phoenix Open is called the “Birds Nest.” A lot of drunken revelers will be there trying to score, one way or another. I’d rather be at this bird’s nest, above, but I probably won’t be able to get anywhere other than work or home…and not very easily, at that.
So I’m trying to soak up a little beauty and quiet to remember during all the madness.
I don’t like football or golf and I’m too old for drunken revelry so I’m not seeing where the upside to all this is for me. I don’t buy the whole trickle-down economics thing.
My Verdin friend and I have the same opinion about the next few days.