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How Was Your First Trip With Your Significant Other?

How Was Your First Trip With Your Significant Other?

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Dylan Thuras: Hey, everybody, Dylan here. So at the beginning of this year, we made an episode about traveling with a significant other for the first time, and we got just a ton of stories. And so we decided to do another episode. People are very fond of talking about all the things that went wrong or maybe went right.

This is an edited transcript of the Atlas Obscura Podcast: a celebration of the world’s strange, incredible, and wondrous places. Find the show on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, and all major podcast apps.

Fenway Park at night
Fenway Park at night Francesco Crippa / Flickr

Stephanie: Hi, my name is Stephanie. The experience I want to tell you about happened back in August of 2000 when my boyfriend Dan and I decided to take a train trip from North Dakota to Boston before I started a new job. As a history buff and Red Sox fan, the highlight of the trip for Dan was going to be a day walking the Freedom Trail and a trip to Fenway to watch a game. When we woke up that morning, the sky was overcast and rain was predicted to start around the same time as first pitch. Trying not to let this news damper the day, we donned our rain gear and started along the Freedom Trail. It was fascinating to see the sights that we had only heard about in our history classes. Then it was on to Fenway Park. The rain had held off and the game was expected to go on as scheduled. We enjoyed hot dogs and a stroll around the ballpark while we waited for the game to start. Dan was in heaven. Then the raindrops started to fall. Soon, tarps were brought out covering the field and the wait began. Since a Red Sox game at Fenway was a bucket list item for Dan, there was no way I was going to suggest leaving unless they officially postponed the game. After four hours of waiting, the rain finally stopped and the game got underway. Since so many of the fans had left the building, Dan and I were able to make our way down to the fourth row behind the Red Sox dugout where we cheered them on to a 3-1 win over the Angels. Eight hours after we arrived, we left Fenway Park full of hot dogs, pretzels, and a story to share. The next day was the final day of our trip and on that day, Dan proposed. He said that he had planned to do this all along, but the fact that I was willing to spend eight hours at the ballpark waiting on a rain delay left no doubt in his mind that I was the woman for him. We have now been married for 23 years and have raised two amazing children. Boston will always have a special place in my heart and I would love to go back to Fenway and watch another game with Dan. Happy travels, everyone!