My third and final day in St. Louis. Sunday was a day game, so I slept in and got brunch at the hotel to save some money. I walked over to the ballpark and ended up sitting near the pitcher's ex-fiancee's parents again. I chatted with them through almost the entire game. Such nice people! It turned out that they had lived in Northern Virginia for about three years while the husband was stationed at the Pentagon with the Coast Guard. So, they knew all about DC and Northern Virginia. Talk about a small world.
There was another rain delay and we all cheered for the grounds crew, who managed to get the tarp over the infield in time to keep it dry this time. I had my nice, close, but under-the-overhang seat again, so I was totally happy sitting and chatting and waiting out the rain. The Nats came back to win the game, and I and my 10 fellow Nat fans cheered.
Mark and I walked to this cool steak joint for dinner on the waterfront that kind of reminded me of the waterfront in Baltimore (the neighborhood, not the restaurant). I ate St. Louis style ribs that were so tender that the meat just fell off the bone. I am going to become such a rib snob!
We went to bed early and took a 10:30am flight home on Monday morning.
