The first image is of Ann and me in front of Ebbets Field. which was demolished in 1960 after the Dodgers moved to Los Angeles. Oddly enough, the architecture of Ebbets field has become the blueprint for a number of neo traditional baseball stadiums that have been constructed in the past few decades.One of the things about baseball is that there is so much to know that you never run out of things that are interesting. The museum had a exhibit dedicated to the change in the rules of baseball. This is not something I have thought about much. However, back before about 1870, a fly ball that was caught on one bounce was an out. Also, a ball that hit a batter was just a 'ball'. Also, if you overran first base you could be tagged out.
The most aggravating thing was the shuttle between the parking lots and the in town attractions. After we parked we had to wait 40 minutes for a shuttle that was advertised as coming every 25 minute. On the way back to the parking lot we waited for about 40 minutes and found out that one of the shuttle buses was out of service. I began the 1.5 mile walk to the parking lot and about 1 mile (and 20 minutes) later met the shuttle bus. I boarded it and called Ann and told her we were on our way (the shuttle company hadn't communicated with the museum, the company's phone wasn't answering and there was nothing on the company's website about the situation - also the town had an ordinance prohibiting taxicabs). While we were on the shuttle, the other shuttle was placed back in service and caught up with us (see last image) so the at the time of the picture, the shuttles, which should have had about a 25 minute headway between shuttle stops at any given point, had more like a 10 second headway.
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