The link for the pictures is at the end of the story
In case you have been living under a rock the Boston Red Sox won the World Series. I have been a fan of the team for a long time, so all you front runner accusers are just jealous that you can't celebrate anything, especially if your team is from Philadelphia.
I had thought about going up on Sunday night during game 4 to participate in what I had hoped would be a post game celebration. I mentioned it at work to a guy who is a huge baseball fan. He was disappointed because he couldn't go. He said “Let's go for the parade if they have it on Tuesday”. I thought, its not really that far so we did.
I woke up about 2:00am on Tuesday. I felt like I was a kid and it was Christmas morning. Not only was I getting to go to a World Championship parade, it was for a team I truly love. Some may ask why I became such a big Sox fan? Its simple. I went to visit friends in Boston back in high school and fell in love with the place. Maine is only a two hour ride from Boston.
When we got up to suburban Boston the hopes were to park outside of town and ride the train in to see the parade. Since we were running a little behind schedule (Not sure who to blame it on ;-), we ended up driving into town and parking at South Station. We only had a few blocks to walk to see the parade and it was a little after 11:00am. Took us around 6 hours and that included getting stuck in some traffic north of NYC.
It was a pretty big crowd. We lucked out at Boyleston and Tremont getting a spot right on the corner. Although we did have these two guys in front of us who were rather large and couldn't seem to stay in one place. Not to mention the guy who wanted to tell us his life story and how he met the mayor. Thankfully he left which allowed an annoyance free view one row closer to the street. We were in the third row of people. There were estimates that it was 50-100 people deep behind us.
The parade lasted about 30 minutes and included all the players; front office personnel and it looked like every employee of the World Champion Boston Red Sox. (Nice ring eh?) Everyone rode on duck boats which I was a little worried about thinking they would be inside the boats. Thankfully the day was perfect and the players rode on top of the boats. (did I mention I wore a t-shirt all day?)
After the parade we walked over to Fenway Park. I hadn't been there in 19 years. For some silly reason I avoided going into the city on all my Maine trips. I need to stop a little more often. There is more to see than a great ballpark, but you can tour it daily. CLICK HERE FOR PARK TOUR INFO.
It was getting late in the day and we knew we had a long drive back to Pennsylvania, so we decided to take the train back to South Station rather than walking the two plus miles. For some reason they never collected fares on the trip so we got to enjoy some hospitality from the native Bostonians.
The ride home was a reminder of why you shouldn't drive in Boston. It took 45 minutes to go 15 miles. We stopped at the spot I always make my midway gas and food stop on the Maine trips. Sturbridge, Massachusetts is just north of the Connecticut border on I-84. There is a small Sbarro and Roy Rogers. Weber got to try his first Roy's Roast Beef sandwich. (The best part was when he asked for provolone) Rob that bad yellow cheese is all you get at fast food joints. That was the last stop on this one day New England adventure. All in all, this was a successful excursion. Good call by Weber!
Next parade probably will be in February...I may plan it as a multi day trip. Heck it might snow then.
Enough about this great trip....go check out the pictures.