We’re just back from a football roadtrip where Mr. P and I along with a bunch of our friends from college watched Cal take on Northwestern and spent the rest of the weekend enjoying Chicago. I’m sometimes reminded that I’m not as young as I used to be in college, but we still managed to pack in quite a weekend. It went something like this:
Land, dinner, drinks, sleep, transit, lunch, work, dinner, drinks, more drinks, sleep, gameday, transit, bar, tailgate, touchdown bears, transit, dinner, drinks, fireworks, sleep, brunch, sleep, lunch, sightsee, rest, dinner, drinks, sleep, breakfast, pregame, baseball, lunch, drinks, dinner, sleep, home, exhaustion.
I don’t keep travel journals for these short trips, so it’s all starting to run together.
I got to see my very first Cal road game win ever! I’ve been going to games for fifteen years now and I had never seen a win when I traveled to see them. I pretty much assumed it was a curse at this point.
It’s really important to me to see the local sights and eats in addition to the football game. I’m working on a post with tips for taking a football roadtrip — look forward to that in the coming weeks. For this trip, we spent a lot of time in Chicago and ended the weekend with a Cubs game.
As our group headed into the bleachers at Wrigley Field, we all kept saying how lucky we were. Thunderstorms were predicted for the entire weekend and we carried ponchos with us to both games. We didn’t get rained on at all. Not once. Sitting there in the beautiful sunshine with our friends watching a ballgame — it was one of those perfect life moments. We are very lucky indeed.