A few months ago, Sean suggested that he and I go to New York to watch tennis at the US Open. This sounded like a great time in the making. The birth of Daniel and Emmie put planning on the back burner for a while, but we finally made all the arrangements to go. After many weeks of anticipation, we left on August 29th. This also happened to be Janell’s birthday, so I had to do some pre-emptive work to eliminate any issues.
With Janell staying with Tara and the twins, Sean and I went sojourning. We arrived in New York on Sunday evening and got settled into our hotel. The next morning we got up, basted ourselves with sunscreen, and rode the tour operator’s shuttle bus to Flushing Meadows. For a small town guy, even this was part of the experience. Lots of sights and sounds to take in.
We had opted to attend the opening rounds. Considering that the top players in the world compete, there really isn’t a bad match. We had some courtside seats on Monday and Tuesday, which gave us a really neat
Just going around on the tournament grounds was quite a deal. I think that there must have been five or six thousand folks walking around at any given time. Add to that all the folks in the stands of the many courts and stadiums, and you have lots of bodies. I imagine that it isn’t any more significant than big time football, but for tennis, it’s a pretty big deal.
We stayed for three days of tennis. Tuesday and Wednesday we got there about 10:30 am and left about 1:00 am. We were hot, sweaty, drank a thousand gallons of water, walked a hundred miles, and were tired. But it was worth it. The best thing – I got to spend some time with my son, just he and I for the first time in a long time. That was worth everything.
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