Waking up to thundershowers is not really a fun thing when you've slept in a humid tent all night. But like all good things, our time at the Hi-Ho has come to an end. Our destination today is the Gulf of Mexico, Galveston to be more exact. We made sure to spend most of the 5 hour drive listening to the Jellyfish Bellybutton CD for about the 100th time...
For $10/night, we set up camp at the Bayou Haven RV park, right in the middle of a wide open field. Another huge bargain, but this time with a view.
June 21, 1992: (First day of Summer!) Father's Day game at the Astrodome at 1:35. Today, the Dodgers put Gross on the hill to face Henry of the 'Stros. One nice thing about this old dome was the cushioned seats. Houston gave us seats in the upper level behind home plate. The roof has non-see through windows to let daylight in. No vendors to be found in this place.
With no score in the seventh, the boredom was creeping in before Jase predicted that Inky was going to "launch one" at his next at bat. Again, he was right - a two run shot to left field. This completed a three game sweep of those low scoring Dodgers, 2-0.
We experienced more excitement on the ride home than we did during the whole game. Thunder bolts like we Northwesterners had never seen before were lighting up the sky. I looked hard for Noah's Ark, but because of all this rain, I really couldn't see much of anything out our car windows. We actually were thankful to retire to our Gulf view tentsite for the night...Hopefully the host of Fat Tuesday, our next destination, will be a little more exciting!
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