Hubby purchased Red Sox tickets for my birthday.
Our original plan was take the T downtown to Fenway.
However, my wheelchair made us rethink that idea.
The outing would have started with a mile walk to the station.
Then another walk to reach the ball park.
So, Uber sounded like a much better option.
The driver picked us up at the apartment
and took us right up to Fenway Park.
Getting downtown more quickly had another advantage.
We were some of the first to get to the Bleacher Bar,
and we snagged these ideal seats.
The large garage door opens to the field
and one can watch the teams warming up.
Those prime location tables in front of us come with some rules.
Each person needs to order their own entree
and they rotate patrons out every 45 minutes.
Since Jake had made hearty breakfast sandwiches before we left,
we were planning to just share an appetizer.
The Bleacher Bar is literally under the bleachers of Fenway.
Perhaps you have heard about the bar
that has a window over the men’s urinals?
This is the place.
You can look up and see men using the bathroom.
(Head and shoulders only, ha)
Here’s the Happy Birthday Girl.
The place is very popular...Within 20 minutes it was packed.
We felt very lucky to have our seats.
Everyone was so accommodating.
We stopped at Fan Services and were able to exchange our original seats
(that involved steps and climbing over people to get to the middle of the row)
for four seats in the handicapped area up on the concourse.
It was the perfect way to spend my Birthday.
A special thanks to my family for taking such good care of me.
We are blessed.