It’s good to be home
The truth is, while I love traipsing all over the globe, the nomadic lifestyle is not for me. I like being grounded. I like having a place to come home, any given time, 365 days a year. Plus, the more I’ve traveled, the more I realized just how much I love being home. For one thing, I love baseball. My family has had season tickets to White Sox games for a few years now, and I cherish every set of three to four hours I get to spend inside Comiskey (aka U.S. Cellular Field). However, when I travel, I miss out on some pretty cool things, usually sports related.
Paris 2005: I would never turn down a trip overseas, even when it’s during the Crosstown Classic. While I was on my Parisian adventure, the Chicago Cubs came to the Southside to take on my good guys in black. I missed the whole series, which isn’t that big of a deal. However, I also missed what people were calling an “epic fight” between the two catchers (at the time), A.J. Pierzynski of the Sox and Michael Barrett of the Cubs.
New Jersey 2007: I booked a flight to New Jersey late in 2006, planning to visit my friend Matt whom I had just met while studying abroad in London. Little did I know, the Chicago Bears were going to make it to their first Super Bowl since the year I was born! And when was my flight home? Right when the game started, of course. Even though we lost, I missed out on huge parties with my friends and family. However, I’m glad I got to spend a lot of time with a new friend of mine.
Wyoming 2009: Again, I missed the Crosstown Classic. And while nothing too exciting happened, I did learn that tons of my friends got together before, during and after the game. When you’re either working or traveling, you kind of miss being around your friends. I mean, it wasn’t that long ago that I was visiting them down at school when we were in college.
Luckily, I was home yesterday and I went to the Sox game. Little did I know I would witness a part of history, as Mark Buehrle pitched his second no-hitter and his first perfect game. And here’s the funny thing… I missed his first no-hitter because I was on a day trip. Hah!

Of course, I’m still going to travel, but I am very thankful for the times I am home in Chicago. It just goes to show you that you don’t have to travel far in order to see and do some amazing things.
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- Posted in Past Trips on July 24th, 2009






