The Light Rail was probably the coolest thing my child has ever experienced. anytime it would start to move he would yell out WEEEEEE! Who needs Disney Land when you have the Light Rail System, I spent $9 and my kid thought he was on Magic Mountain. He also loved waving at the cars and people we were passing. When he got bored because it was an hour and 15 minute ride we shoveled Chicken Nuggets and French Fries in his face! Everything was going good!Once at Union Station, Downtown, we got off, strapped the kid in the stroller and started walking. Maybe it was the heat or the excitement of going to the Baseball game but it felt like we went the most round about way to get to the stadium. I swear we walked like 5 miles. I was hot, sweaty, out of breath and to top it all off my kid who hates to be confined is squirming and protesting in his stroller. Thanks to my wonderful husband who goes to the gym almost everyday and looks as if he just took a nice stroll in the park and is so proud of all the extra steps hes getting in, informs me that we only walked about a mile and a half 😮
So we are finally in the stadium, I have the largest Arnold Palmer money can buy and my husband makes quick work of finding the nearest cold beer. We find our seats, nearly knocking out a few people with the diaper bag and stroller and we are ready to enjoy some baseball. Everything seemed to be going dandy until I started fighting with my child to leave on his hat which I lost rather quickly, the sun seemed to be directly hovering over our two seats. He was red, I was sweaty and my husband was sipping a cold beer! My son was also obsessed with touching the scolding hot seats in front of us. After the fifteenth time of him scolding his hands on them I stopped feeling sorry.After sitting there for what felt life forever baking in the sun we decide its time to find some shade. Once we found said shade I realized that someone needed a diaper change and sense I hate waiting in line at bathrooms I thought I could use my mommy magic and change my very wiggly son while in the stroller... what could go wrong right? WRONG!!!! my child is waving his ding dong around, my husbands trying to keep his butt off the hot concrete and I look more like I'm wrestling an alligator then changing a one year old. After that experience I think its time to pack it up and go home.
As we are walking out, and about to make that 5 mile journey back to the station, I see bike taxi's. For those of you that don't know what a bike taxi is, its a person who rides around on a bike with a carriage on the back. Its like a horse and wagon but instead of a noble steed pulling you, you have a smelly person with awesome cavs instead. So we bored our ride (lord knows I was not making that walk again) and off we go. It was maybe a 5 minute ride but those were the scariest 5 minutes of my life. I thought any second we are going to get hit by a car, flip over, or my child is going to jump out of my arms. Was it the safest choice to get me and my family from point A to point B? Probably not! Would I do it again to avoid walking? ABSOLUTELY!In the end it took us 1 hour and 30ish minutes to get to the game where we lasted for less then an hour and back on the Light Rail headed for home we went, were I spent the trip shoving Gold Fish in to both my husband and child's mouths in order to keep them BOTH from whining. That night as I laid in bed exhausted, I look over at my wonderful husband and say "I cant wait to take him to another game"! 😨
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