So today I rode the Arizona Canal Trail back west 15 miles to Peoria, AZ, to watch the San Diego Padres play the Chicago Cubs in a preseason baseball game.
I haven’t attended a Padres game since my childhood in San Diego, when the team was a minor league franchise.
It turned out to be a great way to spend an afternoon that was really too hot (mid-90s) to enjoy bicycle touring. Wisely, I invested a couple of additional dollars to get a shady ballpark seat.
The teams tied 2-2. But there were several spectacular plays, and I thoroughly enjoyed the whole spectacle.
The tunnels on the Arizona Trail are really creepy because the homeless use them for a variety of purposes (don’t look too closely).
I rode through several today but avoided one because it was too dark to see what I was riding over, and I didn’t want to risk a flat.
In one of the tunnels, several homeless people yelled at me to alert me to their presence.
My room was not ready when I arrived at my overpriced Peoria hotel. So I changed clothes in a bathroom and locked my bike up in the hotel’s electrical closet.
The Uber from the hotel to the ballpark cost $9.
But after the game, Uber quoted me $27 for the return trip to the hotel. It was only four miles. So I walked back, enjoying the powerful, incense-like fragrance being emitted by the blossoming desert trees.
Here’s a lifetime first for me: When I was checking in to the hotel, the desk clerk asked me whether my credit card was prepaid. She apparently was concerned that my card might not be linked to a bank account and could lack sufficient funds to cover the $200 for the room.
Guess I must need a haircut. Road-burn tan doesn't help. Looking too disreputable these days.
DM: 15; TM: 453.6
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| Quinoa and Brussels sprouts breakfast |
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| Arizona Canal Trail west |
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| Trail tunnel entrance |
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| Let's play ball! |
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