Great Seats in San Diego's Petco Park

Sunday, our very good friends -- our best man and matron of honor -- invited us to a ballgame down in San Diego. They had phenomenal seats. The view from our seats is to the right. I hadn't been to a game at Petco Park since my bachelor party, more than two years ago.

You get a really good sense of exactly how difficult baseball is to play at a high competitive level when you're that close to the action. You see how bigthe strike zone is for even a player of average height. You get a sense of how fastthe ball moves -- a 90 mile an hour fastball seems invisible if you don't keep laser-like focus on the pitcher. At the same time, it's remarkably easy to see where the ball flies across the plate.

The Wife had a good time, too -- especially egging on our friend Katherine, who is quite a lot of fun when a few drinks have been passed around. It's fun to see The Wife out in the sun, having fun. It's fun to be with friends. The drive to and from San Diego is just a bit long for an easy day trip, but it's a do-able day trip. If we can find ourselves a dog-sitter, we can stay the night in the future, which would be a great pleasure, too. Then we could stick around for more than one margarita.

Both The Wife and I really like San Diego. This trip did nothing but affirm our great affinity for America's Finest City.