*Warning! Not horse or fitness related. Just a fun time.*
Last Saturday we had tickets to go to a Baseball game. Astros vs Twins.
Strangely I woke up with my left knee killing me! I immediately looked out the window wondering if it was going to storm.
Nope! Bright sunny skies all around.
I had planned to work legs at the gym but decided to work back instead just in case..
A few hours later on the way back home. My wrist starting aching really bad. I turned to Matthew and said "My knee still hurts and now my wrist too! What?! Is there a storm coming in or something??" We laughed as we looked at the sunny sky with no hint of anything ominous brewing.
2:15pm rolls around and we leave to go to the game. Still achy. Still sunny. Houston is typically very sunny. Waaaaay too sunny for my taste!
Half an hour later at around 2:45pm...
Driving to downtown Houston..
All of the sudden..
Darkness looms beside us..
Then it's everywhere within minutes!
This is also typical of Houston and Florida if you've ever been there.
It starts to sprinkle and the guy in front of us slams on his brakes! I guess he's afraid of getting his car wet?? Who knows what goes through their heads. In case you didn't know Houston drivers are extremely dangerous!
It started to pour, and I mean POUR by the time we get to our parking lot.
We always park a mile away from the ball park (which does have a roof so rain isn't a problem) because it's only 5 bucks instead of 20-30 dollars closer in.
We got there at 3pm. Matthew usually likes to be in line an hour before the doors even open at 4pm (he's slightly obsessed with baseball lol! we all have our quirks!) But he decides we should wait to see if the rain dies down.
It gets worse.
Finally, after 30 minutes we decide to walk a mile in the rain. Personally I'm excited because I LOVE the rain!
Matt insisted I wear his jacket, which looks like a baggy dress on me. But ok..
I immediately start my shenanigans and splash him but jumping straight into a puddle! Not caring that my feet and shoes are now soaked. It was worth it ;)
He sighed and shook his head. He know how much I love rain and puddles and all things storm related.
I splash him a few more times as we walk along taking advantage of all the awnings trying to keep dry. Well.. he was... I on the other hand was out in the rain looking up at the sky with the dumbest smile on my face.
Then we came across this little guy..
He was a smart little baby bird and was under an awning. His baby feathers still got wet though. We tried to get him to come up to us, perhaps hoping we could scoop him up, although I'm not sure why?? I mean what would we do with him? Bring him to the game?
We reached the ball park with 10 minutes before the doors opened.
Or were supposed to open. 4pm rolled around quickly with no sign of a door being opened.
At Minute Maid Park the main entrance has a giant awning and half way under it are the metal detectors. So typically we all wait on one side of them and then go through them and then walk to the doors and get in.
However, due to the rain they let everyone line up to the doors so that no one was out in the rain. Nice right?
Perhaps it would of been if they had a plan on how to let people in whilst still going through bag checks and metal detectors. But they didn't think about that. After about 20 minutes they started letting 2-5 people in every 5-10 minutes. This made everyone else really upset. People started banging on the doors and yelling. 30 minutes later with 5-10 THOUSAND impatient people crammed up against the doors and each other some employees were finally sent out to get the metal detectors and set them up inside by the doors.
These poor employees were getting cussed out so bad.. They were just following orders..
We waited another 20-30 minutes. During that time the crowd was getting more intense. One man lit a cigarette and everyone searched for him and started screaming at him because they were all so close together.
We managed to get in a good laugh with the guys next to us. We share stories about our mutual "bad luck" and how all these crazy things seem to happen when we are around.
We all were slightly concerned that if they made the crowd wait another 30 minutes a riot would breakout.
But thankfully they opened the doors and we got in and got to our seats. And those cool guys ended up sitting six row up from us.
I for one LOVE when crazy things like this happen. Just eventful, crazy, exciting days! They make me feel alive and interested in life!
I've never been a sunset person. I much prefer sunrises. They mean the start of a new day for new adventures! But sunsets mean the end of a day and being grumpy and tired..
But this sunset was just as exciting as the day was.
