El Paso Adventure - Makin My Way Downtown

Today, the real fun started! We went and hung out in downtown El Paso, and guess what we saw!!!!!!!!

EH, just kidding, but that would have been awesome! We were outside the theater just as they were taking the sign down because closing night was last night. Still, downtown was way fun. 

We started out by trying to go to the museums . . . but I did not realized that every museum ever is closed on a Monday. Seriously, why is that a thing? Instead we went and wondered around and did some window shopping.

And, just like any white girl would do when out on the town with there best friend, Kayla and I got matching shoes.

They were just some comfy sandals I got at Payless, and she said she like them, so we got her a pair too :)

After we bummed around for a hour or so, got some food and took more pictures, than we headed to the nights main event - my first ever baseball game!!!

I know it's completely un-American of me, but yes, this was my first real baseball game at an actual stadium! And I loved it! It was so much fun and we actually got into the game by the end.

I wish we had someone to take pictures of us together.

His face was better looking

The home team was the El Paso Chihuahuas, but we quickly decided we liked the Iowa Cubs better. Mostly because they had the team with the hottest member. But they also proved to be the better team.  0 to 0 quickly turned into 0 to 5 ... than 0 to 9 ... than 14 ... and finally in the last two innings, the Chihuahuas decided to get hit by the batter a couple of times and have a few too main balls, so they got like 4 points. The last inning had us on the edge of our seats, just to see how long they would last before striking out. They held on pretty well.

But probably the most entertaining part of the game the crazy fan who sat in front of us. 

A losing team and some alcohol are a quick recipe for a lack of judgement skills. This guy kept yelling at the pitcher and yelling at the batters; "HEY PITCHER, ARE YOU DONE YET!?" (done with what, my good sir?) "YOU GOT NO SWING, BABY!!!" (pardon me sir, but I am not your baby) But his meaningless outburst because more frequent and more vulgar as the game went on. At times, you could see the strain in his face as he tried to come up with new things to say. But alas, what came out of his mouth was still none the wiser for it. By the seventh inner, the players (or their manager or something)  had had enough of this mans foul play. And the fool got the cops called on his sorry butt. 

With a hand shake for the cop, and a laugh with his friend, this fine gentleman stood and proclaimed, "LOOKS LIKE WE'RE ADDA HERE!" and left with three officers tailing him.

All and all, not a bad way to spend the day.

Fair-faring, friends!