1. Baseball will never be the same for me.

Sitting on the red dirt, munching on freshly-fried plantains that I bought for less than a peso, drinking a beer out of the cooler I brought and watching a game of baseball get delayed by the cows that are crossing the outfield… none of that ever got old. What does get old now that I’m back home is paying $10 for a beer, $8 for a hotdog, and never seeing any cattle on the baseball field.

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