Kyle got us started by driving to Danville, where we gassed up and switched drivers. We are unclear on the legality of him driving on states other than Illinois with just a permit, so he got to the state line and then he got the boot.
We made it to Cincinnati in about 5 hours. Getting to the hotel was an adventure with traffic, construction and three missed exits/turns (but we won't speak of that.)
Cincinnati is a pretty city and still adorned in the All Star Game stuff. Anything with that striped hat and mustache just made me smile.
We wandered along the riverfront. The Ohio is quite high. We were careful not to fall in.
Also, Kyle loves to take selfies with his mother.
We got to the ballpark well before game time and wandered around the gift shops and checked out the statues.
Great American was a really nice park. The concourse is very open, which was awesome for the 45-minute rain delay we had. We checked the forecast before we left the hotel and there was a 20% chance of rain. That changed. We sat there, in the great wide open, watching lightning spiderweb across the sky, followed by thunder so loud you could feel it in your chest. And still we sat there. The announcer asked us to move to the concourse. And still we sat there, because they were still playing. As the one vendor told us, "As long as they are still on the field, it's fine. They are worth a lot of money. We are expendable. But if they pull the players off the field, run like hell."
They started the game back up and then 2 innings later, it started raining again and never quit. We sat there for a while. And then we decided it was stupid to sit in the rain watching two teams that none of us were fans of, so we left in the top of the 9th. It was nearly 11:00 pm anyway and we had a long day ahead of us.
But it was all worth it because the kids managed to get another MLB ball during batting practice.
Also, we made lots of friends with people who couldn't understand the Pirates/Dodgers/Cubs thing.