The problem is, it was going to cost a trillion dollars for our family of four to go to a weekend game (when we're usually available to attend games), regardless of the help we received from family. Soo, we finally found a random Sunday game in August that had lower ticket prices than normal, and even so, decided that Brad and Cam (who aren't near as big baseball people as Calen and I) would stay home while Calen and I went off and had a date.
Fast forward to August, and here we are.
This was a lot more than just "going to the ballpark". The entire process of attending a Giants game is an adventure, which makes it all the more fun.
First, we drove 40 miles south to the Larkspur Ferry Terminal, and took an hour or so ferry ride in the San Francisco Bay, sailing past such places as San Quentin Penitentiary, Alcatraz, the Golden Gate Bridge, under the Bay Bridge, etc, while spotting "3 sea lions, 2 dolphins, and a thousand seagulls" according to Calen, though he was accurate. Then, the ferry drops you off 20 feet from the Entrance in right-center field.
Riding the ferry with San Fran in the background |
Love that kid. He just likes baseball and it doesn't matter what team.
Go Giants! |
Mike Krukow enjoying our awesome front row (upper deck) seats |
Towards the 7th inning we ditched our seats and walked around for a bit. AT&T Park has a cool kids area including a GIGANIC Coca Cola bottle that takes up the entire upper deck sections of center field. Inside said giant Coke bottle is a slide, of all things. So Calen got to slide the Coca Cola bottle (twice), and at the bottom of the slide we happened to find a life sized Lego Buster Posey. Of all damn things.
A pic (I didn't take) of the Coca Cola bottle in center field. It's a slide. |
Calen, Lego Buster and some creepy umpire |
In a cable car in right field watching a baseball game. Yep. |
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