
Growing up in So. Indiana, positioned almost directly halfway between two baseball cities, St. Louis and Cincinnati, one would think that I have been a Cardinals or Reds fan all of my life. While I grew up hearing so much about the Cardinals, their games carried on a local radio station and all, I was not a die hard Cardinals fan. While I have been to a Reds game or two, I was not a Reds fan. I truly enjoy the sport, so I watched as many games as "free" tv would carry and admired good players in the sport from all teams.
During the glory days of the 80's, and perhaps more because I was the youngest in the family, being a fan of either of those teams seemed too easy. I was a Mets fan first. Dodgers fan second. Never been to either of their ballparks, but saw the Mets play against the Cardinals in my first ever live game in St. Louis in 1988 and again against the Braves a couple of years ago. While I now live in Braves Country, I cannot say I am a Braves fan first and foremost. My heart still belongs to the Mets. The Cardinals have moved into second, with the Braves coming in third to keep harmony in the family. We went to Port St. Lucie, Florida, to the Mets' spring training camp to see the Braves (yeah, right) and "just" saw the Dodgers play the Braves this summer. I was accused, by some, of wearing "Dodger blue" to the game. I say it was a coincidence that it was the only sleeveless shirt clean for such a hot afternoon game. Sounded good to me.
Oh, but I digress...

Having purchased tickets online for the Arch, we knew how much time we had for settling in, finding a lunch spot, and walking to the Arch. We decided upon an Italian joint on the way to the Arch from our hotel. It was delicious. And warm and dry. Considering we had to wait out a random rain shower (that came out of nowhere) in a bus stop shelter on a corner between our hotel and the restaurant and our hunger levels, it was perfect.

We ventured down to the banks of the Mississippi River for a time after our Arch visit and walked some around the city. A live jazz band was playing a few blocks up from the river. Took me back to our trip to New Orleans last year for a moment.
Dinner plans were to be inside the ball park. A strange phenomenon, never encountered at the Braves stadium, they didn't open the gates early. As hundreds of people were gathered outside the gates, awaiting their entrance, the clouds were gathering overhead as well. Scott told us to head across the street to a doorway with an overhang because it was about to pour. We no sooner all made it under the cover when the heavens opened up. It was still several minutes after the rain shower that they finally opened the gates. Hmm...interesting strategy.


It was a great time with family!
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