Flying from north Florida, thick with trees and green all year round, into Phoenix, Arizona is always such a contrast in landscapes for me. There were some interesting cloud formations to see as we began our descent, and the flat landscape and interspersed mountains are always fun to see, so I aimed my camera out the window and snapped a few photos.
The whole flight was a bit bumpy, though the last part was not as bad as I'd feared. There was hail in the area later on, but fortunately we inadvertently missed it on our drive north because we look the longer route through Sedona.
Without the flamboyance, it is funny to see how the setup is pretty much like Las Vegas -- low architecture everywhere except for a high backbone in the centre. I imagine that there are quite a few "flat" cities like this, not necessarily in the desert.
I don't know where I was or what I was doing on September 20, 2014, but I know I never saw this thread before.
I wouldn't have seen it now except that I was checking on something on the same page. At any rate ~ that is one flat city! It reminds me of Boulder, Colorado, the way it's there on a plain but snugged up to the mountains. The oddest thing to me is that most of the greenery seems to be surrounding what I take to be the central business district.
Makes me wonder if I’ll ever fly again. After ten months of covid, and almost two years of not seeing my Arizona family, flying into Phoenix seems like quite a distant memory. However, if if weren’t for my family, I’d probably never go back there. Not my favorite part of the world, for sure.
Phoenix isn't always easy to like but I had close family in Scottsdale for ~20 years and used to fly down in late Winter/early Spring for two weeks or so every year and it was really nice to get out of the Seattle area at that point in the year when I was really, really, really sick of cold and wet. I'd hang out by the pool and read, or go hiking on nearby Saddleback Mountain (can be very green and full of wildflowers, butterflies, and hummingbirds then), find a pick-up tennis game, or just riding bike around and I looked forward to it every single time.
I’m used to green, and lots of trees, so Arizona looks like moonscape to me. Winter or early spring would be about the best time of year to be in the Phoenix, I’m sure. I’d love to be there to see blooming cactus, but have never seemed to time my trip properly. These day I’m usually heading into the mountains north of the city, where winter can be a bit brutal at times, so deciding when to visit is a juggling act. Years ago we had an outdoor family wedding in Chandler (south eastern Phoenix), mid-morning in early August. The temp was well over 110F, and it was pretty rough on most of the guests. Fortunately it was a quick service.