Welcome to another of those wonderful timed posts, where I try to impart at least a little information in a remarkably short period of time. Today’s deadline: 10 minutes, when the contract class I’m teaching in Century 21 Arizona Foothills’ Ocotillo office is slated to begin.
It is on trips like this that I appreciate the idea of “local” real estate. The Phoenix real estate market doesn’t lend itself easily to the concept of local, not with Surprise and Queen Creek separated by 80 to 100 miles (driving distance, not as the crow flies.) I make due the best I can, remaining in the West Valley (west of Central Avenue) as much as humanly possible but even that leads to many 25-mile treks – Estrella (drop the Mountain Ranch, if you please) and Buckeye.
Today’s class is at our Ocotillo office in Chandler, about eight or so miles south of where I grew up on the Dobson Ranch in Mesa. That puts the office about 50 miles from the office in my home where I had been sitting, diligently working on absortion rates for the Phoenix market, until I was
bribed with free food asked to drive east.
If ever I had a client looking for real estate in this area, unless it’s the aforementioned Dobson Ranch, there’s almost no way I could help them with homes down here. For starters, I have only the vaguest sense of where here is. I can tell you where here used to be, which was the middle of nowhere three miles south of Compadre Stadium where the Milwaukee Brewers once trained. But here then is far different than here now.
Ironically, once I actually found any of the homes here I’d probably be able to provide at least some knowledge of the homes themselves. Call it one of the advantages of living in an area dominated by a handful of large builders with floor plans fairly similar from one community to the next.
For example, a friend in Maricopa once excitedly offered me a tour of her home. I was sorely tempted to decline, if only because I’d nearly purchased the same model 65 miles away in Peoria a couple of years earlier.
Still … I think I’ll happily leave the East Valley to those intrepid souls in my office who live out here (not to mention Mr. Thompson, who probably will be annoyed to learn that I have strayed across Central Avenue without permission.) The East Valley’s a nice place to visit but I’ll take Arrowhead Ranch and the rest of the West Valley any day.[tags]Phoenix real estate[/tags]