We slept in a bit on Sunday and then went to find some breakfast at Starbucks and McDonald's. Then it was time to head out for big event of the day: a baseball game at Yankee Stadium. Mark has been a Yankees fan since he was a small boy, so this was a dream come true for him.
When we rented our car, a sweet little Mustang, we also got a GPS unit. It worked great for getting from White Plains to New York City, so we didn't think about getting directions to the stadium from the hotel in Manhattan. Bad move on our part. We got in the car and Mark started to drive while I entered the address into the GPS. Unfortunately, the tall buildings blocked the satellite reception. Mark was driving aimlessly waiting for me to get things going and by the time I knew it wasn't going to work we were lost; no idea where we were or how to get back to the hotel. We parked near a large bridge to figure out what to do and I jumped out of the car to ask a woman walking by if she knew how to get to the stadium. She didn't know driving directions, but she did know where we were: in Queens next to the Queensboro Bridge. Wrong borough; we needed to be in the Bronx. I called the hotel, but the gentleman who answered didn't know how to get to the stadium by driving, either. He found someone who gave us rather vague directions and we headed in the general direction. Luckily, the GPS unit came on and we were able to find our way.
We had perfect weather for the game. Sadly, the Yankees lost, but it was still fun.
Then it was time to head to Connecticut, where Mark would attend his work training.
I even took a picture of a church off in the distance in Stamford.
And, for Andrea and Rachel, I took a picture of the Thomson building to remind us of our days at West Group (though, it looks like the name has changed).
We had a leisurely dinner at SBC Brewery, which was very good. Then it was back to the hotel for me to get ready to fly home the next day.
This concludes the 10-year anniversary celebration. We've been together for 16 years and I look forward to many, many more years.