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Saturday, July 30, 2011

Flying to the West



Just got off a long flight to Phoenix. Nothing like sitting down for four hours and not moving. However luckily I got Exit row seating, and I got the seat with no seat in fron of it. For the first time on an airplane I could stretch my legs completely out and not touch anything, not too shabby. 

I don't think I've ever been to Phoenix before, but it was quite an interesting city to fly over. It is a HUGE urban sprawl, but an unusual one. First of all it appears out of nowhere. You fly over the desert and all of the sudden you see a few small towns and then it just appears. Like a line drawn in the sand the civilization starts next to a highway and just goes forever. It sits next to large rocky mountains, not be confused with The Rocky Mountains, that are completely barren of soil and life. Even the houses look barren, none of them have yards. Seriously not one house had grass, they all just had dirt or sand. I've personally never seen anything quite like that. The reason I find that so strange is that although they couldn't use water to maintain a yard, which they shouldn't anyway, practically every other house had a pool. I guess the priority here is to recreation over life sustaining water. Maybe they wouldn't be in a water shortage if they didn't give it to people's pools, but who knows. 

Just waiting here in the airport until we get on our short flight to Sin City, which promises to be a much better sight.