Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
We left Santa Fe, New Mexico at around 8:00 AM with only a seven hour drive left until we reached our final destination. We decided to stay the night in Santa Fe even though it was an hour or so out of the way. We heard from friends and family that it was a beautiful drive from Santa Fe to Albuquerque, about 50 miles of highway leading through the mountains of New Mexico. I am glad we decided to drive the few miles out of the way because we ended up getting some great pictures.
The craziest part about the trip was when we arrived in Northern Arizona. I have spent a lot of time over the past four years in Peoria, pretty much Phoenix, Arizona which is located towards the southern part of the state. The weather there is almost always extremely hot, except in the winter when it is a very comfortable 70 degrees. It is pretty much located in the desert where there really isn't any green grass or trees from all the summers days of over 110 degree heat. I figured that is what every part of Arizona looked like until I made my drive down the state today. Northern Arizona looks an awful lot like Vermont. The drive was awesome, through the mountains and tall green trees. It made me feel like I was back at home on the east coast.
The best part about the five day trip was seeing a lot of different areas of the country that I have never been through before. Even though the trip took a lot out of us and my lower back is still pissed at me for cramming it in my car for 40 hours, it is something I am really glad we experienced.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
We jumped back on the highway and continued for Amarillo, Texas. Northern Texas isn't much different from Oklahoma. Really flat land with a lot of farm animals and hay. It is very relaxing though, and if it wasn't unseasonably freezing outside I would have put the window down and rode in peace. The biggest thing I have noticed so far in my trip is how it hasn't really gotten any warmer as we've traveled south. The temperature in Texas was in the high 30's and there was snow all over the ground. The worst thing about our trip so far is all the restaurant food I'm being forced to eat. I hate eating fast food all the time, but I really don't have a choice. I just finished eating a Cookie Dough Blizzard from Dairy Queen and I feel like I weigh an extra twenty five pounds. I'm really looking forward to getting into Phoenix tomorrow and finally getting a workout in and eating a better meal.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Laura has never been to Tennessee before so we decided to take a quick look around the city and eat some lunch. The first thing we both noticed was how friendly people were here. A little different than the New Englanders I'm used to. I'm not saying people from that area are mean, we just use different words to show our affection towards others. "F You" really translates into "Hey best friend long time no see, how's the family?". Down here they call the men "sir" and the women "doll". It was really a cool place.
We walked up and down Broadway and checked out a lot of the small country bars and unique stores. I tried on a pair of cowboy boots and a stylish cowboy hat. I think I could rock out a nice pair of gator boots, but there's no way I could pull off the hat. We jumped back in the car after about two hours and drove another three hours to Memphis. It was really cold out and starting to get dark so we only stopped for a few minutes to look around. I wish we had more time to take a better look at Memphis. I played there a few years ago and was able to check out downtown. Another really cool and unique city. After a few minutes we continued on our way to Little Rock, Arkansas. It was starting to get late and we really wanted to get to our hotel room and relax for a while.
We pulled in around 8:00 PM or so. Even though the trip wasn't as long as the trip to Kentucky, the hours were starting to pile up. There is only so many days in a row you can sit in a small two door car packed to the brim before it really starts to get to you. We still have another 22 or so hours to go until we reach Peoria. Tomorrow is a big day for Laura. We have a fourteen hour trip to Santa Fe, New Mexico, and I'm counting on her big time to grab the wheel for a few hours. We will see what happens. Cross your fingers.
Monday, February 15, 2010
I wish there were more I could talk about, but the drive really was that boring. We were meeting family friends in Kentucky for dinner that night, so we didn't stop much. Eleven hours, pretty much straight through, only stopping for gas and drive-thru. We pulled into Lexington, Kentucky around 8:00 p.m. I had totally forgot that the University of Kentucky was playing Tennessee that night in a big college basketball game. The directions took us right through downtown Lexington passed Rupp Arena. They love their college basketball down here. In Boston there isn't much college sports hype like there is down south, so it is always cool to be around that type of college sports atmosphere.
We hit about twenty minutes of traffic as everyone piled into the stadium just prior to game time. We continued on and were greeted by great people, an unbelievable home cooked meal, and a desert to die for, the world famous "cookie monster". It was exactly what we both needed after two days of fast food on the road. After eating and a bunch of laughs I was out like a light at 10:30. Sleep is good.
Day 3 - Arkansas
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Spring Training is officially here. We left this afternoon from Boston and headed south to New York City around 2:30, an hour later than we had wanted, but packing takes longer than you think when you’re moving most of your belonging across the country. Last New Year’s Eve we took a drive down to NYC to celebrate the holiday and the trip took us about 3 1/2 hours. Things were looking great this time around too, until all hell broke loose when we got just outside the city at about 5:30 or so, rush hour. It took us almost 4 hours to drive the remaining thirty minutes into the southern tip of Manhattan. We finally arrived at around 9:00 p.m.
I parked outside of one of my college buddies apartments and waited for him to come down to show me where to park. He lives in the very crowded financial district so parking is tough to come by. He is somewhat new to the city and mostly uses the subway, so he’s still learning how to get around everywhere by car. He jumped in and we decided to park in the garage adjacent to his building and leave the car overnight. As we drove around his place he thought the next right would lead us around to where we wanted to be. It ended up taking us through a tunnel and into Brooklyn, a five minute drive to somewhere we had no interest in going.
After driving for a while we finally came out of the tunnel and arrived at a toll booth. The toll was six bucks, a big waste of money for someplace we weren't even trying to go to. I asked my buddy if he could grab my wallet out of the glove box for me. He opened it up but couldn’t find it. I told him to search the floor, or check behind the seat. Nothing. I started getting nervous. I pulled up to the toll and told the guy my problem.
“Dude, I don’t know what happened, but we were trying to pull into a parking garage and we ended up in Brooklyn. I don’t have any money on me I’m sorry.” He let out a big sigh. He seemed like he had heard this one before. He stuck his head out his small window, "doesn't your buddy have six bucks on him." Casey had left his wallet up in his apartment. "No, he doesn't have anything on him either." “OK just give me your license then.” he said. I tried not laughing, “I don’t have my license on me. It’s in my bag that my girlfriend took into the apartment we dropped her off at.” He looked at me like I was an idiot, rightfully so. “OK, give me your buddies license then.” My friend leaned over to my window. “I don’t have my license either man, I left my wallet up in my apartment. I just ran out to help him get into the parking garage.” Now the guy got really pissed. “OK, first of all I should write you down for not having a license. You know you can’t drive without a license! Put the car in park!
He grabbed his radio and called someone, asking for a police officer. I figured I was at least getting some kind of ticket, maybe even getting my car taken. The cop wasn’t a very friendly guy. By this time we had been sitting there for at least five minutes and backed up a shit ton of traffic trying to get into Brooklyn on a Friday night. “The toll guy” told the cop the story. The officer took a slow glance over at us. I could see the word running through his head over and over again. Idiots, idiots, idiots. He started reading out our license plate to the other guy. “Come with me!” I put the car in drive and started forward. He started moving the center barrier to let us make a U-turn to head back to the city. He jumped in front of traffic coming from the other side, stopping everyone so we could turn around and head back to Manhattan. My buddy rolled down his window to thank him. “Thank you sir, I really appreciate it. We aren’t from the city, I’m sorry. The cop turned around, “I don’t care where your from!!!!” I got scared and gunned it towards the toll on the other side. We pulled up and stopped, waiting for the guy to let us through. “Six dollars,” he said. Holy shit not this again. Right before I started to retell my whole story a voice came over his radio telling him to let us through. Thank God. I slammed the pedal to get out of there before they changed their mind. We both broke out in laughter.
Day 2: Kentucky
Friday, February 12, 2010
Below is a small sample of a workout I did yesterday before I left for Arizona.