Tour de America

In the past few months I have been fortunate enought to travel from coast to coast visiting friends. There are still new legs of this trip pending but I shall summarize what has happened up until this current hiatus.

In April I flew to Chicago and met Dan and Co. for a couple of Cubs games. None of us had ever been to Wrigley field which has been home to the Cubs since 1916. The Friday game was one of the best games I have ever seen as Sosa hit a homer to tie the game in the ninth and the next batter, Alou, hit another dinger to win. The stadium exploded into celebration which continued as the fans emptied into the streets. The trip took a downer when I broke my ankle and jacked up my knee dancing with some girl I didn't know. I'll spare anymore details so I don't have to painfully recall the entire episode. I hobbled to the game the next day and then through two airports that night. All in all, it was still a fantastic time.

Due to my recent injury, my scheduled Father/Son trip to Vegas was postponed from May until a pending date. I was able to make my next engagement in mid June. My dad and I went to Las Cruces, NM to for my grandmother's 81st birthday. We dined and wined and came home.

Two weeks later I went west to visit Ryan and Laura in San Francisco. The city was beautiful with its steep hills and suspension bridges. The weather was my favorite part. We did some sight seeing and caught the obligitory baseball game. My Red Sox happened to be in town but did not prevail that day. I loved the city but wouldn't not want to live there because of bad transportation and...bad transportation.

The following week I traveled in the opposite direction to the Eastern Coast with Dad and Bro. Boston was our destination and a religious experience in Fenway Park was our goal. The oldest baseball stadium in the world is home to my favorite team, the Boston Red Sox. We caught to good games but the atmosphere at the stadium is the most memorable part. We and sausages on Yawkey way before the game and washed them down with some Harpoon IPA. The outfield bleechers were cramped and rowdy. Fenway was like a time machine taking us back to the glory days of the game. As I watched the game, I imagined what it would have been like to see guys like Williams, Pesky, Dimaggio, Yaz, and Fisk among others play there. After the games we headed over to the oldest tavern in the U.S., the Bell in Hand. Sitting on the corner, we took in the city life and did our bonding. We loved the park and the city as well. It was a successful trip that all three of us will always remember.

These were the major stops on my 2004 Tour de America. I'll be in Colorado in a couple of weeks for a wedding. I also have plans to be in New York sometime in August or September for interviews depending on how my upcoming phone interview goes. I think that will pretty much round out my cross-country tour for this year, and now you know.