When in America, be an American: My hot afternoon with the #SFGiants

And so it was that on the hottest day recorded in San Francisco history, I was at the AT&T Park, seated right smack under the unforgiving California sun and watching my first ever baseball game.

Of course, for someone who’s lived in a tropical country all her life, it was nowhere near as hot as I am used to. The occasional breeze coming from the bay made for a more than bearable watching experience. Although, I’m not sure I could say the same for the diehard fans of the Braves who came in all the way from Atlanta to cheer their team on. I was seated quite near their dugout and the heat coming from the sun did not in any way temper their frustrations at having their team slaughtered by the SF Giants. :P

Because I am clearly no authority on baseball, here are some snaps taken that hot May afternoon:

Orange you glad you came to the game? (I crack the lamest jokes)

Awesome pitch! (Totally making up these captions as we go along)

This guy hit a home run — This guy hit a touchdown. Oops, I meant home run.

So close I could touch their bu...bats. :) — So close I could touch their bu…bats. :)

Standard baseball grub: Garlic fries and corndogs

Rooted for my favorite city, of course <3

After the game, we had a cool and pleasant walk all the way to the Ferry Building.

One thing I wish I'd done in SF: CYCLE. — One thing I wish I’d done in SF: CYCLE.

The Ferry Building in sight — The Ferry Building finally in sight

Finally reached our destination: The Ferry Building — And we have reached our destination: The Ferry Building

Aunt L told me that there are weekend markets in the Ferry Building. Because I was there only a little over a week, I missed the previous weekend’s market. Definitely dropping by on my next visit :)