Party Like It's 1918!

Halloween + World Series = no posts...whoops. If anyone knows where I'm from, they know I rep Boston sports hard, even if I'm a little "fair-weather" with baseball. But seeing a team progress and move from worst to first is really inspiring, it makes you want to watch them fight 'til the end. This year the Boston Red Sox clinched the series at home for the first time since 1918.

Saturday, my friends and I decided to take the T up to Boston for the parade. I had already been to a Bruins parade, so I knew how hectic and awesome it was going to be. I was a little reluctant to wake up at 4 in the morning after a nice, relaxing 2 hour sleep, but I knew it would be worth it. We trekked over to the station and hopped on the train filled with red, white and blue clad passengers and arrived in the city in just an hour. As expected, it was utter chaos, but in the best way possible. We headed over to Boylston Street to watch the parade (which was quite the spectacle) and got be up close and personal with my man, Jacoby Ellsbury.

After the parade ended, we ventured down to Faneuil Hall and Quincy Market (one of m favorite places in the city) to grab some grub. Naturally I craved pizza, so I got two heavenly sausage and pepper slices from Pizzeria Regina. As if we hadn't eaten enough, we then ventured to the North End to Mike's Pastry on Hanover, because I mean, who isn't obsessed with those cannolis?! Unfortunately, my phone died before the day even really started, but I was able to capture some of the memories.