Usually, when I’m planning a sports trip, it starts with a game. This one, however, started with a camp. For those who don’t know, I coach volleyball and played volleyball for an awesome coach at Dartmouth College. I wanted to take my youngest sister out there for a camp (she never got to visit me while I was out there) and bring along some other players, including her friend who was a setter at the time. My former coach was a setter herself and great at teaching it, so I was excited for her to show my players (and hopefully me) some stuff on setter/overall player development. Additionally, the Red Sox played in Boston the weekend before the camp and in New York the weekend after, so it seemed like a perfect opportunity to hit up both cities while getting some volleyball in in between. Unfortunately for us (but not for the coach) she got a job offer at another school that she ended up taking after I had already planned the trip. We ended up still going, however, and while the camp wasn’t exactly what I’d envisioned and we had a few hiccups along the way, the trip was amazing.
Every story starts somewhere, and ours started officially the summer before my senior year of college. I was home for the summer in our hometown, and Joel asked me out on a date a whole 2 weeks before I had to head back to school on the East coast for the start of volleyball season. Despite the short time together, we decided to do the long distance thing, and the rest is history! We made it through the first half of the year relying primarily on Skype and phone calls, but during the second semester, Joel came out to visit me for Valentine's day! Since I was so close to Boston, we agreed to meet there for a weekend in the city, starting with a Celtics game. They were playing Chicago, which just so happened to be Joel's favorite team. At the time, I fancied Rajon Rondo, so we did the ever adorable "split couple" ensembles and were on our way!
Just a couple of sports fans touring the world, one stadium at a time.