I just want to know one thing - when do I get to become an islander?
This weekend has been another fairly busy one, I’d say today excluded but I have been busy, just not sightseeing. Unfortunately along with all the play comes a little bit of work, and today was the work side. I was contemplating putting the whole blog thing on hold this weekend, but I only have six more Boston Blogs to go, and I am a little OCD about making sure everything is done in the right order so this week will be a bit of a whistle stop factual tour of the weekend. You have been warned…
Friday night got the weekend off to a sporting start with a trip to Fenway Park to see the Red Sox play. I would love to say, to see the Red Sox win, but that would be pushing the realms of possibility a bit too far! I think by Friday they had only managed to win 15 games in the season, and I watched the 17th loss- this time to the Minnesota Twins who wracked up 9 Home Runs to the Red Sox 2.
I have to say, it wasn’t so much the score line that disappointed me- everyone is entitled to a few bad games, and let’s face it, while I’m all about supporting the home team (it’s a shame if they lose) I’m not a die hard Red Sox fan. I’m not even a Blue Jays fan- the first team I saw play, but I will admit to being a bit of a Houston Astros fan based on the fact that is where I actually developed any sort of affinity for the sport, and that may be what is coloring my judgment here. Again, the Astros are not the best team in the world- far from it- but they do know how to put on a show.
The players all have their own chants, and theme songs to be played as they take up a position, they had set pieces to rally the crowd at certain crucial game changing moments, they had kiss cam and hummer racing, they had words to the 7th inning stretch, and most importantly they had clapping to Deep in the Heart of Texas. Maybe I spent too long down in the Lone Star State and forgot how the real world worked, but all of these things I enjoyed. The Red Sox were all too focused on the game and missed the experience of being there; even the funnel cake was frozen. If you are playing well, be all about the game, but in this case- pick it up a notch. The twins were the ones loading the bases and controlling the play.
Saturday was the big trip of the weekend, and a lucky escape from the Boston weather. I had been planning on heading out to Martha’s Vineyard for the day before the season really got started and the roads to the Cape began to get clogged up. The weather channel nearly out me off but declaring clouds, rain and storms for the majority of the day, but I figured I’d just have to suck it up, I’m not made of sugar and I won’t melt. Turns out it was a great decision! The weather in Boston may have been stormy and cloudy as evidenced on the way home, but out at the Cape and on the island it was glorious. Blue skies and high 60s made for a near perfect day. Even the wind, a little chilly in Falmouth, dropped to ensure a perfect spring day for walking around, eating ice cream and fudge and generally promoting a holiday like feeling.
Generally it was a really cute and quaint little island. It has a few claims to fame- most notably being the famous people connections. The Clintons, the Obamas and Ulysses S. Grant all vacationed there. Jackie Onassis Kennedy owned a house there until her death in 1994, and it was the island off which John F. Kennedy Jr crashed in 1999. John Belushi is apparently buried there and of course the movie Jaws was filmed there, with island native playing some of the roles in the movie.
I was thinking how much I would like a summer house there, but having learned that property prices are 96% more expensive than on the mainland, and that the summer resident numbers increase from a sleepy 15,000 to a much more bustling and intrusive 100,000+ I am now rethinking this option. Maybe I can work with sleepy Kentucky, and a porch with a swing after all.
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