TravelSquire.com
by Cynthia Dial
Sometimes mistaken for a run of the mill
desert town, Phoenix is in fact anything but. And while the sky may be bluer,
the mountains sharper and the lifestyle simpler than most urban centers, its
lack of worldliness has given the nation’s sixth largest city a bad rap. But
look closer and you’ll be surprised to find its lack of hustle bustle energy is
a foil for its sophistication, personified by The Phoenician Hotel, the
eponymous AAA Five Diamond resort which practically put this city on the map
and celebrated its 25th anniversary last year.
James Meeks, The Phoenician’s long-time official ambassador greets me with a
customary, “Good morning on this beautiful day.” Meeks, a tall, imposing
gentleman with a baritone voice that resonates throughout the opulent foyer
then queries, “What are today’s plans—golf, tennis, hiking?” He could have
continued—shopping, wine-tasting, shopping, gallery hopping, shopping? Am I
that obvious? Don’t answer that.
The resort’s offerings are
abundant—a slew of eateries, 27 holes of golf, 11 tennis courts, and a
full-service spa—all on 250 manicured acres at the base of Camelback Mountain.
Its three on premise restaurants, Il Terrazzo, J&G Steakhouse and Relish
Burger Bistro, are complemented by a Café and Ice Cream Parlor and an afternoon
tea court. And let’s not forget to
mention that The Thirsty Camel Lounge has one of Arizona’s largest vodka
collections. The newest addition to the
hotel’s retail corridor is Grape & Grain, best described as a wine and
spirits boutique, which offers patrons the opportunity to taste and purchase
many wines from the resort’s 10,000 bottle, $4.5 million inventory, as well as
its private label tequila and bourbon. And the feather in its cap is that The
Phoenician is home to Greg Tresner, Arizona’s only master sommelier.

In a part of the country where a golf green is the new red carpet, treasured
accolades include being named “North America’s Leading Golf Resort” by the
World Travel Awards and rankin among the “Top 75 Golf Resorts in America” by
Golf Digest. But golf isn’t the only game in town. The Phoenician’s tennis
facility has the distinction as the Southwest’s only resort facility to offer
four playing surfaces, including a Wimbledon championship grass court.
Rebirth, rejuvenation and renewal
are promises of the world-class spa, The Centre for Well-Being, with treatments
that reflect its setting such as Honey Avocado Foot Therapy.
Luxury is The Phoenician’s common denominator. In 1985 financier and developer
Charles Keating envisioned an Arizona resort reflecting the elegance and
sophistication of a fine European hotel. His vision became The Phoenician—a
resort complete with a white marble lobby (imported stone from Carrera, Italy),
a ceiling etched in 24-karat gold, 11 rare Steinway pianos scattered throughout
and lush tropical landscaping created by island workers from the Kingdom of
Tonga.
Superlatives continue. Its $25 million art collection is an exclusive
compilation of Old World and contemporary works by European and Native American
artists. Of its nine pools (including a 165-ft. waterslide and private
cabanas), The Oasis Pool complex is home to one of Arizona’s most costly pools
inlayed in Mother of Pearl tiles.
Debuted in 2007 The Phoenician’s Canyon Suites pay additional homage to luxury,
representing the state’s only Forbes Five-Star/AAA Five Diamond hotel. Guests
of this exclusive 60-room oasis are privy to their own pool, their own concierge
and chauffeur driven Mercedes transportation.
Be warned! Whether you’re a guest of the main resort or The Canyon Suites, The
Phoenician staff will more likely spoil and indulge you with your vices rather
than your virtues. Frequent guest Michele Allison sums it well. “I feel like
it’s home. They take good care of you. They remember everything . . . your
likes, your dislikes, everything. But what is there to dislike? And every time
I leave, there’s a tear in my eye.”
The Phoenician
6000 East Camelback Road
Scottsdale, AZ 85251
480-941-8200
www.thephoenician.com
Photography by Cynthia Dial