Although it's not exactly the height of Irish culture, Phoenix wasn't a bad place to celebrate St Patrick's day with a green beer on a warm patio. After finding ourselves on the same flight down to Phoenix, fellow fire fighter Guy Biggar, his dad Gerry and I scrambled to find a car at the airport amongst the throng of Spring break goers that had descended on the city. We had a great Mexican meal and a couple of beers in Litchfield Park.
The next couple of days we spent looking at homes in the absolutely devastated West Valley of Phoenix where there are thousands of homes in foreclosure being unloaded by the banks for below $80,000. I spent just over a week down there enjoying the sun, doing some reading and looking at houses.
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