We spent the afternoon relaxing, playing pool, talking, getting ready for the baseball game at Coors Field. Because of the fires all over this area, we weren't sure when we left what route we'd be able to take into Denver, or how long it would take. We ended up going through Boulder and taking a couple of hours, but we were still at Coors Field three hours before game time.
So we drove around, looking for a place to sit down for an early dinner, but there were no likely places to be found close to the park. We just parked in the Coors Field lot and walked up to the stadium. We were among the first cars there, but they stuck us a mile out into the lot. It was a long walk back to the entrance gates. (We should have taken the courtesy shuttle.)
We had dinner at the Sandlot, a restaurant inside Coors Field. After we found our seats, Eric and I toured the ballpark. We found it quite beautiful, although we are of course partial to Pacific Bell Park. Still, the concession stands in Denver are more easily accessible than those in San Francisco, and the sound system is superior. Other than that, we'll take the home field, with Coors a close second.
The game was good - well-played, with a comeback by the home team that fell short. We were surrounded by fans of the visiting Astros, from a church group on a bus trip. We also met a lovely older couple from Vermont there. The ushers are so friendly that it's like walking into a meeting of Wal-Mart greeters, each trying to outdo the other.