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Breakfast: sausage and scrambled eggs, rather normal, the
beloved make your own waffle, sad but abundant whole fruit.
Notable were the biscuits and gravy - I didn't have a
biscuit - putting the stuff on the pretty good hash browns
instead -;  the gravy was a hugely umami-filled white
substance shot full of real pork sausage that reeked of
an overabundance of sage. I think that the point was to
have the meat steep in the gravy and impart its flavor, some
Sysco food engineer's idea of efficiency. I ended up eating
the gravy but leaving behind some of the sausage, not my
usual course.

Swisher had never been to Salt River, not my favorite park
for various reasons. He waved his temporary gimp placard at
the parking attendant and was pointed down a road at the
end of which there was some parking, so he decided to take
it. It turned out to be a half mile down the road, and what
he should have done was turn right at the end and go another
half mile, and voila, plenty of blue parking. Live and learn.

SD@AZ, Talking Stick at Salt River 1

We saw the Padres and the Diamondbacks battle in the blazing
heat to a 3-3 tie in a fairly tightly played contest. I was
more interested in the fry bread truck out in center field,
where I got a Navajo taco (or a Pima taco, or whatever) -
fry bread, refried beans, ground beef, tomatoes, shredded
lettuce, shredded cheese, a little thing of salsa on the
side. I asked for a second salsa, but the guy said that
would be another dollar, so I said no. The fry bread was -
in contrast to what I'd been served here last year - popping
fresh and crisp, but the beans were dead bland and would
have benefited mightily from a second dose of salsa. The
meat had been cooked possibly fresh last week or year and
frozen. It was also mostly gristle, which I didn't mind
particularly. Tomatoes and lettuce were fine. I'd asked for
light on the cheese, but in fact more cheese would have been
a good idea for taste's sake. I went to a condiment stand
and got salt and pepper, free, which helped things a bit.
The beer selection here is crummy and the prices high; the
park is sunnier than most, and when you're facing record
heat, that's not a good thing. No, not my favorite park at
all.

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The Hampton Inn on North Scottsdale Road is brand spanking
new and quite snazzy for a Hampton. These guys had provided
a sufficient number of beds; mine was quite comfy. We had
come here beforehand to store Swisher's stuff in a controlled
temperature setting, as his antibiotics require to be kept
below 86F, which the car wouldn't have been able to provide
all day in the stadium parking lot. The hotel was very
accommodating about this.

Speaking of which, a major complication, not caused by the
hotel. As he had left Havasu City (3 1/2 hours west) in
haste, he had left some of the lines behind for his IV. So
instead of driving an extra 7 hours, he arranged for a
medical delivery to be made after the game. Issue number one
- when this prob came up I called the central reservations
to make sure that his name was on the record, and they
assured me it was. It wasn't on the hotel's record, though,
and it was lucky I checked. Second issue - we rather tardily
got a call from the delivery guy. He was at 1415 North
Scottsdale Road in Scottsdale, whereas we had quite clearly
told him we were at 1415 North Scottsdale Road in Tempe,
close enough neither for grenades nor horseshoes. I wonder
at the constantly clever ways that the city planners and
traffic engineers have come up with to make life difficult.
After getting an earful about how we'd given him the wrong
address, and giving one about how he was in the wrong city,
we worked out a compromise, and the guy showed up and Swisher
got his stuff.

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