Buy Me Some Peanuts and Crackerjacks

Day 3 started much like Day 2, hot, humid and with an air conditioned ride on the train. Doctor J had prepared a wonderful and traditional Chinese breakfast for us, so our day started with a fully tummy. Our destination was Busch Stadium, home to the World Champion St. Louis Cardinals and the third and last game of a weekend triple header with the Cleveland Indians.

The train was awash with Cardinal fans, most wearing red Cardinal jerseys and many with red war paint.  It seemed like the entire train got off at Busch Stadium. They say when the Cards play, the city stands still. Being as it was the third game of the weekend, the city may have been fidgeting a little bit.



$9.00 bucks got us seats in the highest bleachers right at the end of the first base line. Oxygen was listed on the concession menus. We avoided sunburn, thanks to shade for the first three or four innings with some opportunistic clouds moving in for the final innings.










With beer starting at $8:50, the budget did not allow for more than one. Hot dogs prices kept us from making pigs (teehee) of our selves but a beer and a hotdog in a major league stadium is now off the bucket list.










Not sure Doctor J completely understood the game of baseball. Nonie spent much of the first few innings explaining the nuances of the game but alas Nonie's understanding of baseball is a little suspect so some of her explanations did not quite reflect the reality of the game.  I kept quiet, not wanting to completely confuse Doctor J.  I think St. Louis has gained a new fan all be it one with a sketchy understanding of the game. She plans to take her husband, Doctor J to a game when he comes in July so I see another fan in the making.   I would love to hear her explain the rules to him.










This was our last full day in St. Louis and we left early the next afternoon. First to Denver again, then on to Spokane.  Late  again, arriving close to midnight, we over nighted in Spokane and drove home to Penticton the next day. More familiar with the poor Washington highway signage, we arrived home in just over four hours. 

I nice ending to another wonderful adventure.