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On this day in 1912, the Boston Red Sox officially opened the doors

  Food and drinks in the ballpark: $51.  Taking in almost 100 years of history from the 3rd base line: price

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less!  Ok, awesome opening paragraph? Check.  #7 crossed off The List? Check.  Now that the formal stuff is out of the way, let's relax a little so I can tell you all about our visit to the Cape and a stop at 4 Yawkey Way.

I should have known that I was jinxing myself when I said in my Follow-Up Friday post from last week that I was not expecting smooth sailing on our drive to Cape Cod.  In fact, when I referenced the song "The Cape of Storms", it was meant in jest and not as a forecast for our Saturday night journey.  I could have saved myself the disappointment by simply checking a weather report prior to our drive but instead, I chose to be oblivious to the ominous night sky and end-of-the-world-like thunder and lightning.  I suppose we were spoiled from our first trip to the Cape with the kids, when both Iz and the Jakester slept soundly the whole way up.  Like any experienced parent, I assumed we would be in for a similar trek this time around, right?  WRONG!  Instead, we were witness to the storm of the century, both outside the car and in.

For seven and a half hours, some strange combination of jet streams and baby wipes must have magnetized our car with the strongest storm cell in the sky.  It was like that scene from "The Truman Show" when it starts to rain directly over him but nowhere else.  We navigated through torrential rain and standing water for about 400 miles which made for less than ideal sleeping conditions, and therefore two wide awake children.  As if driving through conditions better suited for a boat, while keeping two children occupied for half the night wasn't enough fun; we also got the added bonus of Izzy's first run-in with car sickness.  So after more than seven hours of rain, wind, crying, and puke; we arrived at Jen's Grandmother's house for some much needed R&R.

Sunday was a bit of a haze.  It felt like the day after that wedding you went to for the cousin you didn't know you were related to.  You know, the one where you took full advantage of the open bar in order to get through conversations with strangers about their kids' sports teams.  Yeah, it felt like that.  So we mailed it on Sunday, letting the kids run roughshod through the house while we recovered on the couch.  We hit the sack early in order to re-coup some much needed sleep and because we had to get moving early the next day in order to get into the city in time for the early 11:00am baseball game.

Monday was Patriots' Day in Boston, a public holiday commemorating the first battles of the Revolutionary War as well as the day the famous Boston Marathon race is run, so we knew getting into the city would be tough.  We left the house early, drove to a train station in Braintree, MA, and took the "T" into the city and right to the stadium.  Not being familiar with the subway lines or landmarks in Boston was not a hindrance however, as the train was packed with Red Sox fans going to the game so we simply followed the pack.  They led us off the train, out of the station, and within minutes we standing at the corner of the famed Yawkey Way.

There are many things about Fenway Park that make it stand out as unique among baseball stadiums.  To me, the most fascinating is the building's façade.  The outside of the stadium looks like your typical city block.  Shops, bars and eateries serve as a disguise like their hiding something behind their counters and storage rooms.  Rising up above the buildings are the backs of bleacher seats, light fixtures, and of course, the Green Monster.  If you've never seen it in person, let me confirm that the giant wall in left field is as big and menacing as it looks on TV.

36' of homerun-robbing fun

We met up with our friends, Matt and Krissy, who live outside of Boston and were able to score the tickets for us.  Thanks to a mixup with the ticket info and some tenacious bartering on Matt's part, they were able to get much better seats than originally planned for the same price.  Winning!  Anyway, we met up with them outside the stadium and made our way through the turnstiles and gate entrance that looked like they had been constructed in the early 1900s, which…of course, they were.  Entering the stadium's concourse, we checked our tickets and noticed that our section required us to walk down a set of stairs to get to it, rather than up (which is typically where we sit for any event…way, way up).  Walking down the ramp and into the sun-drenched stands, the field revealed itself for the first time.

My first impression was that of awe; all the history of the stadium, the team, the game of baseball itself was right there in front of me.  With the exception of some tweaks here and there over the years, the field and stadium are essentially the same as they were when players like Ted Williams, Carl Yastrzemski, and Carlton Fisk roamed the grass and dirt.  My second impression was of how small it seemed.  Being the oldest venue of any professional sports team in the country, Fenway Park doesn't have the modern feel of most stadiums in use today.  It also doesn't have the size.  Even with the addition of seats over the years, the park has a quaint feel to it.  We were lucky enough to have seats only about 15 rows up from the dugout on the 3rd base side, but I would guess that almost every seat in the house rewards its occupant with a great view.

I spent the next 3 hours watching an impressive win by the Sox (as an Orioles fan, I can't say I was thrilled), taking pictures of every corner of the stadium, and listening to fans around me debate which inning the Sox would implode.  One of the best parts about the entire experience was being in a ballpark full of fans who seemed actually interested in the game.  After 13 straight losing seasons for my O's, it's rare that the stadium is more than a quarter full so it was nice to see that baseball still matters to people.

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Has anyone sat in the State Street Pavilion Club at Fenway?

I got tickets for the Red Sox vs Braves game Sun June 21st and they are for the State Street Pavilion Club. I have never sat there and was wondering what I am in for. I know they have a full menu and in-seat waiters. Anyone able to tell me what I am in for as far as prices. Is it more expensive than the rest of the park for food and beer? How much is food? Anything included? Thanks

I had front row rickets there on May 21, 2009. It was amazing. The view is spectacular. There is a restaurant, it's hidden, it's down a concrete hall. It is pricey, but considering the tickets are 165 each it's all relevant. They have a buffet deal where it's 40 a person and it's all you can eat till the 3rd inning. The food is very good. It's all made in front of you with a chef standing right there. They have prime rib, seafood, chicken, salad, dessert buffet, popcorn, and make your own mini hat ice cream sundae. I would highly recommend it. The restaurant is so pretty too, and the view is excellent of the field, we were able to watch the entire Jays's bp from it. The only bad thing is drinks are per drink, no free refills.

The in seat menu, is good, they have it listed on the website. It's basic, but the waitress came by A LOT. The prices are actually the same. They have Sam Adams summer Ale, where as i only saw the Boston kind in the stands. We have grandstand seats for the other two games.

The rest of the food is the same prices, there is a huge food stand when you get up there. They have more options then in the stands.

I loved the state street pavilion club. Are you home plate or 1st or 3rd base. We were 3rd base side, and we have a great view of the field.

I am a little bias, in that my favorite pitchers were all in, Lester and then a non save, but work for Papelbon. But the seats are amazing. We watched bp on the monster, as citizens of Red Sox nation and got the tour and saw pitcher bp from the right field roof deck, and honestly the State Street Pavilion was the best view of everything.

It's pricey but what isn't in Fenway park?

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