HoHoKam Park

An early flight from Chicago coupled with the two-hour time difference and the 1800 miles traveled westward managed to get me to Phoenix by 9:15 in the morning. By noon I was at HoHoKam Park in Mesa, ready for a Cub game. Road signs show how much of a Special Event every game is.
Cars are parked in a clean flat plot of grass, and in a small ditch a father was playing ball with his daughter. A great start for a few days of baseball!