©Kayla Chadwick 2011
I’m still mad at myself for not going to the game on Wednesday night. Sure, my bank account is happy to still contain the $1000 it would have taken to get into the door – but can you really put a price on witnessing history?
I don’t think you can, so I’m sacrificing more than $100 in gas money and my entire weekend to getting myself to Boston for the 2013 Red Sox World Series parade.
By way of a strange coincidence, I found myself at the Bruins duckboat parade two summers ago. Though my love for the Bruins pales in comparison to my devotion to the Red Sox, I had an amazing time, and I vowed to be there in person for the next rolling rally.
So I’ll be there tomorrow, bright and early, with my two obnoxiously large cameras – I hope to see some of you out there, too!
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