GETTING A DUI IN ARIZONA IS TOUGH. ARE YOU READY?
You or a loved one has just been arrested for DUI in Phoenix or Maricopa County, Arizona. You have few details, vague instructions, and only know what will happen based on details you’ve heard second hand and pieced together from the Internet.
Will I end up in the tent city jail? For how long? Will I lose my job in the process? Do I need an attorney? And what can I expect in tent city? All natural questions you are probably asking yourself during the nerve-wracking process.
I know, because I’ve been through it personally, from start to finish. During the long nights I spent in tent city Arizona, I made a point of remembering and recording every detail of the process to help people in the same position that I was in – scared, alone, and without the vital information that would have made the process bearable.
This is my story of receiving a DUI in Phoenix Arizona, and the stories of the dozens of other people I made a point of interviewing, talking to, and understanding the experience of, while I served my time in “Tent City”
I had never thought much before about the subject of driving under the influence of alcohol (DUI). I had never had any problems with the law. All that changed on one fateful day in 2010. I want to share my story with you so that you can understand the ins and outs of the legal system in Arizona when it comes to DUI, along with some helpful advice for how to deal with it.
I was a single, thirty year old transplant from the East Coast, successfully working a sales job at a great company making a pretty solid income and loving the 320 days a year of sunshine Arizona has to offer. I had moved from Massachusetts to Seattle, WA in 1997, then to Portland, OR that same year before finally arriving to Arizona in 2001, where I settled in the Phoenix area in the Ahwatukee/Chandler location. The Ahwatukee area where I currently live has numerous subdivisions and a full menu of bars, strip malls with bars, shopping centers, restaurants and other fun casual drinking outlets that were all within a 5-10 mile radius of where I lived. I clearly remember when I first moved here nicknaming the State of Arizona the “City of Suburbs”.