We made it to Charleston, WV, where we will be mooching from our friends Dan and Heather, who have such a large house and no one to fill it with. So, of course, we were happy to help them out with this particular dilemma. In celebration of our return, we headed out to a minor league baseball game, the West Virginia Power, aptly represented by mascots in water, coal, electricity and what-ever-else suits. As in energy power. Clever, right?
It was “Asian Night” at Appalachian Power Park, and we arrived just in time for the announcer to encourage people—quite hardily and sincerely, I might add—to bring their raman noodles and fortune cookies in honor of their Asian compatriates. Honest to god. Raman and fortune cookies. There were also four flags set up around the field, 2 of them Chinese and one of the from Kazakhstan. Kazakhstan, really? Two Chinese flags, and a Kazakhstani flag? Is that the best they could come up with? I half expected a rousing rendition of the Spanish men’s football team’s cheery salute to Chinese ethnic identity.
But we all always love a good baseball game, and we drank our local microbrews and caught up with friends and just relaxed after a long journey here from Scotland via national parks.
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