We drove to the nearest Coaster station and waited for our train into San Diego.
Waiting for the train.
After about an hour train ride and a short trolley ride, we were at Petco Park.
Earlier in the week an employee of Petco Park offered to give us a tour of the facilities.
Since it was a mid-day game, there were hundreds of day camp kids there. Hundreds.
The tour turned out to be a bust and not very kid friendly. But the kids found way to entertain themselves.
Gus tried to pick up John. Gus said he needs to get stronger.
Finally at our first set of seats. I say first set because, when these seats were purchased, we though the kids would be able to play in the area referred to as "the beach". This was not the case. To curb the possible revolt we had on our hands, we exchanged our tickets to get "beach seats."
Warming up. And don't ask me who this is. This was the most baseball I actually saw and the game hadn't even started.
Happy and in our new seats. I love Machara's face in this picture.
Who needs a baseball game when you have sand?
Hans needed a picture of his $10 beer.
Padre Cheerleaders
These two were yelling and cheering and chanting for a long while. They even got the crowd around us cheering.
Waiting in line for baseball cards. The funny thing is that, when they actually got the cards, they weren't Padre cards. They were just various trading cards. John actually came home with Colorado Rockies baseball cards.
I didn't put on sunscreen. I got burnt. I'm not very smart sometimes.
This was cool...but it took up a large portion of the beach. The park staff had a hard time keeping the kids out of this area.
Nearing the end of our stay. We had some tired kids.
Anders likes his back rubbed when he goes to sleep. He decided to rub Gus's back while he fell asleep.
On our walk back to the coaster we passed through the Historic Heart of San Diego.
It was a fun day wit lots of great memories. This also started John on a baseball kick.
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