An odd thing happened on our first break.

Realtors from the Northern states left the conference room en mass to go OUTSIDE and make their phone calls.

I was outside with them – I had to call a buyer, a seller, and my team.

Dazzling sunlight. Flowers. Mountains to look at. And 55 degrees? 60 degrees? It felt like Summer again.

The California agents and AZ agents and Florida agents stayed inside.

If they only knew how precious weather like this is to a northerner . . . This is a photo from outside.  In January.  These people who live here are very, very blessed (and spoiled).

First of all, this is real hardship duty.  Leaving frigid Ohio and visiting Arizona.

Second of all, it’s a great meeting, one I try to make every year.  150 of the most aggressive, technologically advanced, successful Realtors in the country.  I am glad that they let me sneak in.

My early take:  2 camps.  Those that have seen the Light of Apple.  And those that are still stuck with a broken Window.

There are still agents in markets with multiple offers and growing value.  I think all three of them are here.

A LOT of great tips and tools and tactic.

This was the view from my hotel as I left this morning – the Four Seasons Scottsdale,  which my Dear Wife fantastically found at a huge discount.   Mountains.  The thing anyone from Northwest Ohio CANNOT take their eyes off of.