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| It's 4:30 a.m. - why are we not asleep? |
posted by Shalar @ 3:51 AM   |
| Friday, June 13, 2008 |
This is the second night in a row we've been up this late. We are seriously too old for this kind of stuff. I am feeling a third wind about now, though, mostly because I'm comforted by the fact that we really don't have to do anything tomorrow except wake up for the dude who's bringing our tickets by on the way to work (in about 3 hours) and manage to get to the game in the evening. I wanted to write because otherwise stuff will get forgotten (the age thing again).
The day started when we arrived in Frederick, Maryland where we were staying the first night. The hotel was very nice, too bad we were only there several hours really. I had driven to Chicago for a 9:30 p.m. flight, arriving in Baltimore around midnight. Anyway, if we wanted to get to Pittsburgh while a game was still in progress we had to get up and get going with too little sleep.
Here is PNC Park, home of the Pittsburgh Pirates, built in 2001.  It's just beautiful. The view actually distracted us from the game because it's so gorgeous, and the park has that old-style feel while having lots of modern conveniences, which makes it my favorite kind of ballpark even though my heart is still attached to the truly old-school like Fenway and Wrigley. It's in north Pittsburgh, right on the Allegheny River. Kristina noted that it was probably the closest and least expensive parking for a baseball game she's ever experienced. We parked about a block away in a ramp that charged about $7 for the time we were there. To get to the park we walked across the Sixth Street Bridge (see photo).
By the time the game ended (Bucs 7, Nationals 5, despite Kris' support), we were completely exhausted from the travel and the heat (about 90 degrees). We were supposed to drive to Toronto today, but seriously considered changing that plan. We'd missed the cancellation deadline for the hotel, though, and by the time we'd spent some time cooling off in a nearby Starbuck's we felt better and decided to get some food and head out. Jason (not Bay, not Michaels, but the GPS who guides us always) found us a good Chinese restaurant in the trendy Squirrel Hill section of town where the sushi, fried rice, and chow mein revived us. Traffic was horrible that time of day, but thanks to some good signage  we got our food. From there we headed out for the drive to Toronto via Erie, PA and Buffalo, NY.
There's much more to say, but I need some rest. More later today from at least one of us.  |
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