I got up the morning after the Toronto game and started
headed towards Boston. I sent a message
to a friend from basic training and told him I would be driving through his
area later that evening. We arranged to
meet up and I was pretty excited. I
hadn’t seen him in six years. As I was
driving on the New York thruway (turnpike) I got spotted by a New York State
Trooper. I was texting and didn’t
realize how fast I was going. I looked
down at my speedometer and realized that I was going 85 in a 65. Oh crap!
I hadn’t even passed the officer and he was already pulling out to pull
me over. The lights came on and I moved
over to the shoulder. The officer
approached my passenger side and requested my license and insurance and I gave
him the documents. No small talk, all
business. He went back to his vehicle
without giving me a chance to weasel my way out of this. I immediately started tweeting and face
booking that I was pulled over.
Everybody said to use my military status to get out of it. I’m not a big fan of using that to get out of
trouble. The cop came back and explained
the ticket to me. I kept asking question
trying to get a conversation started but this man wasn’t having any of
that. I gave the officer a card with all
my information on it and told him that he would be included in my blog! If you’re reading this and would like to take
away the ticket now, I would be ok with that.
I made it to Catskill, New York where I was meeting my
buddy. It was an hour before we were
supposed to meet so I decided to go to their downtown area and get some writing
done. I was looking for a place with Wi-Fi
so I could post when I was finished. No
such luck. This town was everything you
think of when you think of a small town.
It was just after 5pm and everything closed at 5. I walked around looking at the store fronts
and noticed that most of them had something supporting the anti-1%
movement. This isn’t a political blog so
I won’t go into my feelings on that.
I met Cory and his wife at a local pizza shop. We played catch up talked about our tours overseas
and how life is being out of the Army.
We reminisced on life in basic training, and our evil yet awesome Drill
Sergeant, Drill Sergeant Garcia. If you
see that man, thank him for his service, and then run as fast as you can in the
opposite direction.
I stayed that night in Boston and the game wasn’t until the
following day. I wasn’t sure what to do
with my day when I got an idea. I
figured I would get to as many states as I could that I had never been to
before. In that area that consisted of
Vermont, New Hampshire, Rhode Island, and Connecticut. I started driving north towards New Hampshire
and once I arrived there I stopped to try to find a post card. The first place I stopped didn’t have any
post cards so I kept trying over and over again with no luck. Eventually I made my way into Vermont without
finding a postcard.
When I arrived in Vermont I decided to take a random road
and see what I come up with. I found an
old country store that looked like something strait out of a movie. I went in and grabbed a Red bull and found
some post cards. They had a New
Hampshire postcard so I was rather excited and expressed this to the lady when
I was checking out. She asked me what I
was doing in the area and she I explained to her my trip. She then told me that she was a Tigers
fan! I quickly told her that I was a
Tigers fan as well. She told her husband
to come over and we started talking.
They were originally from the Detroit area but ended up moving around a
bit for work. Before I even told him
about my blog he asked me if I would be writing a book about my journey. I told him that that would be excellent and it’s
something that I may attempt to pursue. He
started to tell me stories of baseball.
Regarding my trip to Boston he informed me that Fenway Park and Tiger
stadium were opened up the same week the Titanic sank. He told me about how he saw the first ever
night Cubs game. He didn’t have tickets
for the original first night game but because it got rained out he was able to
see it. He also told me he has an old
friend who has written a few books and I should contact him. After checking Facebook I was given his name
and number. Come to find out the writer
is from my home town. Small world! The owners of the store gave me a free bowl
of maple creemee. Its vanilla ice cream
mixed with real maple syrup. It doesn’t
sound like it’d be too great but it was amazing. If you’re ever in Quechee, Vermont stop by
the Route 4 Country Store and say hello to Tony and Margie Battaglia.
After leaving there I was in a great mood. I drove back to the Boston area and decided
to meet up with my friend Ashley. Ashley
is a good friend who was a manager at a movie theater back when I had my first
job. My friends and I weren’t exactly
the best employees so it was always an interesting time. Over the years Ashley and I have become
friends and she always sent me packages when I was overseas. I pulled into the Movie Theater and was pleasantly
surprised on how awesome it looked.
There were bars and restaurants throughout the theater. I had them page Ashley and we played the
catch up game. She told me I had to see
a movie in the “Luxe” area of the theater.
It is a luxury dining experience while watching a movie. I watched American Wedding and ate
steak. It was a great experience and
National Amusements always gets it right.
I said goodbye to Ashley and drove to Rhode Island to get another state
off my list. I was kind of tired after
all that driving so I returned to my hotel and called it a day. The next day was the Fenway home opener and I
didn’t know what to expect.
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What a fantastic side trip! That's what great about journeys like this; the unexpected. I'm so glad you are taking the time to enjoy the trip and see as much of the country as possible. Keep up the great work RJ, so glad to be able to read your updates...
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