Boston, South Shore, and Cape Cod August 2010

Fenway Park

First night got in on the Bolt Bus (a $16 dollar one way ride of 4.5 hours from NYC to Boston) after a very anxiety ridden ride due to no water, food, or music (rushed

to get on the earlier bus to make time - MISTAKE).  One of the worst hangovers I have ever had including puking, coughing, and a guy giving me water to help.  The guy 

in front of me moved seats as he probably thought I had Ebola.  Thanks New York.

Cohasset first night was just a movie and sleeping to recover.

Next day went to Brewster which is a town in Lower Cape Cod.  Mike's Aunt and cousins were there for the week and so we were able to join.  Went to the beach, cloudy,

but hot and after a cooler crashing on the buggy that carried our stuff to the sand, we were right into some cold Pabst Blue Ribbon.  Had good conversation with Seana

& Kara (Mike's cousins) and their friend Kathryn.  Eager to talk to Seana as she had been to Australia recently for four months and was excited for my future journeys.

That night we cooked steaks and chicken and salad.  All sat around the table to eat and drink which is where Dr. McGillicuddy came in.  A Cape Cod favorite that Mike

goes ape shit over, this Menthol mint drink made for an exceptional time around the table with lots of laughter and pictures being taken.  Kathy, Mike's Aunt got wasted

and was a riot to watch.  That night we got a ride for Mike's good buddy Josh to the Wood Shed (the only bar in Brewster).  The Coozies melted our faces with some

serious cover music ranging Sublime to Aerosmith to Jack Johnson.  "OH MY GOD" yelled Mike after some songs and we both were the #1 fans there as we air drummed

ourselves into a frenzy.  Mike danced to one song and killed it, everyone was laughing.  Walked home a mile or two in the dark and then Mike and went swimming in the

pool late night which was very relaxing.  No one there and the gate was wide open which was awesome.  No security or sounds for miles.  Woke up to cut up steak and

sharp cheddar all over the night stand and we both had zonked out in swimsuits above the covers.

Next day headed back to Cohasset to regroup.  Stopped in Plymouth at the Blueberry Muffin and had an insanely sloppy burger.  Should have gotten the panini.  Went

through Scituate to look at the fishing boats and the harbor.  Took pictures.  Then cruised through the richer area to look at houses and kind of just winded up the

coast on small residential roads that are overgrown with green and foliage.  That night went to Hull which is kind of like a small Seaside OR which actually had a

Fascination just like the town on the Oregon Coast.  We had a beer at the Red Parrot and then ate some so so food at Barefoot Bobs.  Went home and watched Back To The

Future and slept in to catch up on some sleep.  Got up and worked on my website while Mike worked.

Last night we left the South Shore and headed to the city to see a Red Sox game at Fenway Park.  Incredibly intimate ballpark and was very old and intricate.  We went

first to drink at Mike's brothers in Southie which was great.  Just me and him out on the deck talking and laughing as we drank Pabst Blue Ribbon and, once again, a

small bottle of Dr. McGillicuddy.  He told me that I was one of the main characters in his 'life movie' which was great to hear as I reciprocated the compliment.  We

hailed a cab to Fenway, had a beer and then attempted to scalp tickets but had no luck due to getting to the game half way through.  We bought $25 standing room only

tickets and then, due to Mike's incredible "Jeter Drinks Wine Coolers" shirt that had many ironed on photos on it slamming Derek Jeter and A Rod, we were able to be

invited to sit about 10 rows back with some fans of the shirt.  Jan and Larry to our left and Doug, a Cornhusker to my right, whom talked to me about the upcoming

Husky season.  Post game we got carne asada burritos that were like San Diego burritos as you don't find Mexican like that out East much.  We then hit the subway to

head to South Station where we ran a detour with two random girls -- a hilarious and interesting episode for about 20 minutes to say the least.  It was EPIC fun and is exactly the kind of trouble that Mr. Kearney and Mr. McLeod have known to get into.  Tiredness took over and we headed to his bar, Stats, to have a night cap.

Missed Nick Sheef on his yacht in north town but hope to meet him in Thailand in November.  On the plane now headed to Wilmington, NC.