Well, my first few days in Mexico have been quite overwhelming. I foolishly assumed more people would speak English, so it has been difficult to communicate given my limited Spanish vocabulary. One of the coaches wives is down here. She is from Texas, but speaks Spanish so I have been learning a lot from her. She has taught me how to catch a taxi, which is extremely helpful because that is the only way to get to the baseball field unless I walk. I am not sure how safe it is to walk there yet, but I think I might try it tomorrow since the game is early (5 pm) and it will still be daylight. It is definitely very hot here, so I guess I need to be prepared to break a sweat if I end up walking!
We had quite a rude awakening two days ago when we got back to our hotel room after the game and realized that our laptop and some money had been stolen! The hotel records show that someone entered our room 4 times while we were gone. That has upset me a little, and made me feel less safe, but the team and the hotel are trying to figure out who did it. In the meantime, I will not be able to post any pictures since I cannot download them onto our computer. I hope it is returned to us, or that we are reimbursed.
Brian also got sick yesterday, which was the day he was scheduled to pitch. I think he has a sinus infection. Thankfully we brought antibiotics with us in case something like this happened. He pitched last night despite his illness and did a pretty good job. The first 5 innings he only allowed 2 hits, and no runs. However, during the 6th inning they got 3 hits and a run off of him and the coach took him out.
Friday night was the first game here in Culiacan, and the opening ceremonies were magnificent. It was like the big show they have for the opening ceremonies at the Olympics or the Super Bowl! It must have lasted and hour and a half, because they did not start the game until about 9:00 pm! I am guessing there were about 15,000 people there too. Obviously, baseball is a big deal down here. Some guy stopped Brian on the street today and said, hey you are the pitcher from the other night . . . good job! I was shocked he spoke English, but it was music to my ears.