Fabulous Fenway

Quick post. I've been awake since 4:30 CST, so it's past time for bed. I spent most of the day in the airport or in an airplane, but I'm back on Arkansas soil and in my own bed.

I saw Fenway today! I actually got to touch the Green Monster and was nearly on the field. One more thing off my bucket list.

More tomorrow. For now, enjoy the pic!

Fenway, Steinway, Dumb chick

So tonight, I was eating dinner beside my new friends from New York. They're really nice and friendly (totally not the New Yawk stereotype), and we were discussing that our flights are about the same time tomorrow. One of 'em has a total NYC accent. Imagine Janice from "Friends."

NYC: "Wanna share a cab to the airport?
Me: "Actually, I want to stop at Fenway on the way."
NYC: "Oh. I've heard of that. Fenway Hall, the famous concert hall?"
Me: "No, Fenway Park. The famous baseball field where the Red Sox play."
NYC: "Ah. I thought a Fenway was a type of piano."
Me: "No, that's a Steinway."

See, just because she's from New York doesn't mean she's smarter than me. Granted, she probably didn't get lost on the way back to the hotel, but she knows less about sports.

Boston tea party

I'm positively giddy. I just drove by Fenway Park. Saw the Green Monster. As I write this, I'm looking out at the Charles River, eating sushi and watching the World Series. And drinking tea. Don't you have to drink tea when you're in Boston? As I rode from the airport and saw the skyline of Boston for the first time, I could hear the theme to "Boston Legal" in my head. It's such a beautiful city!

To be fair, my day has been less than stellar. The flight from XNA to Charlotte was packed, and the lady behind me had a two-year-old who kept kicking my seat and an infant who kept crying. That was a L-O-N-G two hours. The plane from Charlotte sat on the tarmac for over an hour waiting for clearance, but I did finally make it to Boston just past seven.

I've always heard that people in New England are rude, but my cab driver offered to give me a "very personal" tour of Boston tomorrow. Um, no. But I do have a 90 minute break for lunch and I'm thinking of heading over to see Fenway up close and personal. Then it's off to Harvard Square for dinner. The leaves have turned and it's autumn in New England.

I can't believe I'm in the same city as Tom Brady! Yeah, he could be someplace else and wherever he is he's probably hanging out with this supermodel girlfriend, but still, I'm in Boston! It's 45 degrees right now. Brrr....