Last Wednesday was our 14th anniversary. I asked Julie if it was starting to feel like eternity yet. She told me "no", so I thought I should at least negotiate another 14 years. We filled the boys backpacks with a change of clothes an a couple matchbox cars and kicked them out of the car as we passed in front of my parents house (Hey, we slowed down first. Don't judge us.). We stayed at a completely out of our league Scottsdale resort for the weekend.
Here is our room. It was very romantic. One of the first things we noticed was a single apple left on the counter. Julie thought it was nice of them to leave us something to snack on. I figured it had a much more symbolic meaning to it like celebrating the agricultural heritage of the City of Scottsdale.
This is the Red Bar. We didn't go there, because we don't partake in that sin.
They wouldn't let us into the pool. They said something out age restrictions. You have to be older than 18 and younger than 24.
If you are within the age limits and have figured out how to crack open the trust grandpa left for you, you can rent a cabana by the pool like this.
We would like to thank my parents for watching the boys, so we could get away for a nice romantic anniversary weekend. We would also like to thank the Mondrian Hotel, and a special thanks to Expedia.com for giving us a price less pretentious than the Hotel itself.
