Boston, MA
When I started this adventure I thought six weeks would be more than enough time to see the country. That would have put me back on the east coast by early September rested, refreshed and ready to get a job and start a new phase of life. I never expected that two months later I’d only be halfway through the USA.
Because of that, I decided some time back that I needed to take a mid-trip detour back east for two reasons: because friends are having kids I want to visit and to make some baseball stops before the season ends.
Boston first. Meet the new kiddie and go see the Red Sox in a titanic struggle versus the Rays for First Place in the AL East. That ought to be entertaining. Then New York City to add Shea Stadium to my lifebook of baseball parks before it falls to the wrecking ball in ’09. Philly’s next to visit friends and family before heading back “home” for a little of the old routine and a visit to the new Nationals ballpark in its inaugural season. Finally I’ll be able to do my annual pilgrimage to Antietam on September 17 to commune with the ghosts.
I don’t do things by half measures. Busy as hell, pedal to the metal all the time. When this is all over I’ll need a vacation from my vacation.