We went to last night's Yankees-Rays game via ferry, a one hour ride from the end of Wall Street to the pier in the Bronx. The ballpark is a miserable place to navigate shortly before a sell out game starts. Stands were out of hotdogs and beer, and a single dog was five bucks. We had seats in the upper right field corner, which I liked because you could see the trains rumbling by beyond the outfield wall. An old apartment building was barely lit, but a Puerto Rican flag hung from a window so I know someone still inhabited the place.
great shots!
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