USA Road Trip | Scotsdale, Pheonix – Promise To Carry The Cases

After nine days of road tripping we were coming to the end of our time in the USA. Our flight was booked out of Phoenix and although we had had the most incredible time, after a few nights of eating McDonalds and bags of Cheetos (which I was more than okay with) I was ready to stay in a more boutique style hotel and eat in an actual restaurant. The Saguaro in Scottsdale, which I found through Mr and Mrs Smith suited us perfectly, was very reasonable in price; it really was a little gem of a place and the perfect way to end our last few days.

So for one last time we hit the road for another three hour drive, this time heading to Phoenix Arizona. As we travelled South the mercury began rising and by the time we reached Scottsdale the temperature hit a balmy 95 degrees. Once again we were surrounded by cacti, lots and lots of cacti and palm trees for days, oh happy days!

But Before dropping our bags and heading to the hotel, we took a wander around the Old Town, which is literally a stones throw away from the hotel. Even in the intense heat I couldn’t get enough of this small, old Wild West town. Think Coyote Ugly, all with a South Western flair. We popped into Saba’s, and were ridiculously excited by the amount and the range of ‘proper’ cowboy boots. Of course we I had to try on a few Cowboy Hats. We picked up strawberry milkshakes at Shakes & Cones, and wandered in and out of the many art galleries the town has to offer, although very old Wild West in aesthetic it also had a real sense of style and culture. Once we felt we’d got our Old Town fix we headed back to the hotel to cool down by the pool.

The Saguaro Hotel really is a bright and colourful desert oasis, with a neon colour pop, funky artwork, with palm tree shadows and blossom scattering the paths…. in my book heaven! With two pools to choose from I can imagine this place gets pretty buzzy when the DJs do their sets, but it was pretty chilled on our stay, apart from the attempts of floating on blow up flamingoes and a terrible game from me at ping pong…but soaking up the sun and the hot, hot heat horizontally on the bright yellow cushioned lounger worked out just fine! The Suguaro is named after Arizona’s wild flower and could not be more fitting, with bright orange, neon pink and purple painted walls, the latter helping me to achieve my highest liked Instagram post ever, it was full of warmth on every level.

After Rosé wine on the roof garden we headed to Bootleggers for the most mouthwatering smoked feast and then, of course, found ourselves in a saloon bar, drinking bottles of Budweiser and dancing and singing along to the live singer doing his best Johnny Cash. Scottsdale you really were the absolute all American way to spend our last night in the United States.

So over 1500 miles driven over four States, six vastly different places to see, explore, unwind and enjoy. From the beaches of L.A, to the desert and pools in Palm Springs, to the unforgettable Joshua Tree, to the awe inspiring landscape in Zion, to the bewitching spirit of Monument Valley, to the breath taking Grand Canyon and finally to Scottsdale and its warm South Western flair. Ten exciting days of adventure and the absolute core of so many, funny, never to be forgotten, incredibly happy memories, living our whirlwind American Dream.