So I survived the road trip to Toronto (barely)....

After 12 hours in the car, three of which we were trapped in traffic on the QEW (Canadian highway) we finally made it to downtown Toronto where our Mapquest directions went haywire. Every street we were suppose to turn down was closed for some reason.

When we did finally make it to our hotel, it looked like something out of a Stephen King horror movie. The hotel looked like a 1970s apartment building from Revere Beach equipped with an intercom system in the room. At that point I was too hungry and too tired to cry. We headed to a Tex-Mex restaurant were I filled up on Coronas in order to stay at that dreadful hotel....The Grange.

Saturday's Sox game was at 1:07pm and we were up at 7am and out of the hotel by 8am roaming the lonely streets of Toronto looking for a Dunkin Donuts. We found a coffee shop and other Red Sox t-shirt wearing fans. At about 11am we headed to the Rogers Centre and found a swarm of Sox fans. Headed to Wayne Gretzky's bar down the street and chatted up some British Sox fans.

It was an awesome day for a baseball game. Warm weather and clear blue skies. And the Sox won Friday night's game so we off to a great start. The stadium was great (but no Fenway Park). Our seats were great, nothing we could have ever gotten at Fenway for the price we paid. Although 16 ounce beers were $9.25.

Our road trip was cursed from the traffic jams getting there, the horrible hotel and of course, the Sox lost the only game we had tickets to; its was a 3-6 loss to the Blue Jays. And then there was the highway closure. A major highway equivalent to 128/95 being closed for an ENTIRE WEEKEND. What? Who does that? Apparently Canadians. Toronto decided to close down the QEW that exact weekend we were in town. It was closed from midnight on Friday until 5am on Monday morning - - well too bad we were leaving Sunday morning and had no idea what other highway to take to get out of that city.

After the Sox game we headed back to Wayne Gretzky's bar. And did I mention the hotel was dreadful? So of course I had to load up on Coronas Saturday night to head back to The Grange. So by 7am Sunday morning we were back on the road looking for a highway out of Toronto and back to Massachusetts. Next time I'm flying and staying at the Ritz.

At least the Sox won Sunday!