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Travel Blog: The Lovely Camelback Inn and the Airline That Mustn’t Be Named

I’m still recovering from lack of sleep after six fun days in Arizona.

Travel aside, the Fiesta Bowl trip was awesome, and it set the standard for tracking those Heart Cowboys. Here are some fun nuggets from the past week.

God bless the Camelback Inn

I’m an Oklahoman at heart, in most places I visit I love being there, but never saw myself living there.

But, I could live in Scottsdale, Arizona, and more specifically at the Camelback Inn (I’m going to have to hit the lottery first). I believe the part of Arizona the Camelback is in is technically called Paradise Valley, and that name fits the bill.

It was unlike any “hotel” I have stayed in before. It looked more like an Ivy League campus in the desert than a traditional hotel. It was awesome.

The weather was unusually cold for Arizona standards. Almost everyone I met in Arizona apologized for the weather like they could control it, but it was great nonetheless. It was difficult to want to go out and explore the city as you didn’t want to miss anything from the resort itself. The food was impeccable. The resort is located between two beautiful mountains, so sitting outside seems like a treat. Everything was so excellent.

The reduced media rate was the only reason I was able to call this place for six days, but if you’re ever in the area on vacation you’d be a fool not to at least take a look at the Camelback Inn .

The airline that should not be named

Vacation flights are… well… expensive.

To save money, I decided to fly out of Dallas on December 27 (planning my trip before everything moved to Zoom) on an airline that I have never flown before, an airline that I have never flown before. not mention it in order to avoid being that guy. to someone’s manager.

Anyway, I stayed with my mom in Madill after Christmas, about two hours from DFW airport. My flight left after 10pm, but I had to get to the airport early to board a Gundy Zoom which was scheduled for 5pm. After this Zoom in and a bit of work, I found a comfortable place in the airport to sit down and start the audiobook I had downloaded for the “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” trip. I am cultivated. I’ve seen the movies, but I’ve never read the books.

So I am sitting there listening and about an hour before my flight departs I get an email of doom. My flight was canceled.

I haven’t stolen a ton in my life, so I was in a full blown panic mode. Fortunately, I was pretty quick on my feet and found a plane leaving 15 minutes later on American, or what will now be called the airline that lived. Moments after I booked that ticket, the price jumped $ 400. Blessed.

I kept my flight home via That Shall Not Be Named airline, which was due to return on Sunday morning. It was also canceled on Saturday evening. I wasn’t so lucky with the surviving airline, but they provided me with a route home. I flew from Phoenix to Los Angeles (chic, I know) on Sunday before I flew from Los Angeles to DFW. I landed around 8:30 p.m. Sunday night and after a trip to Buc-ees returned to Stillwater and got home around 1:30 a.m. Monday.

Great people

OSU fans can be a vengeful bunch. Walk through them once, and they will definitely remember it. But rest assured, staunch Cowboy, you have a large group of people covering your team.

And it’s over too. From seasoned columnists like Berry Tramel and Guerin Emig to the hard-working people The O’Colly, It’s a good band. As great as the game is and as elite as the Camelback Inn is, it was the people who made the trip special.