So, I decided to check out the La Rinconada Baseball Stadium the other day. Wasn’t really planned, just sort of happened. I was in the area, more or less, and thought, why not go see what it’s all about? Heard the name tossed around, you know, but never actually laid eyes on the place myself.
Getting there took a bit of doing. It wasn’t exactly right off the main drag. Had to navigate through some streets I wasn’t familiar with. The journey itself was part of the experience, really. You see different parts of town, the way people live, the everyday stuff happening. That’s always interesting to me.
Arrival and First Look
When I finally got there, well, it’s quite a structure. Stands there pretty large. You can tell it’s been around for a while. Not brand spanking new, that’s for sure. It has that solid, concrete look, like a lot of stadiums built back in the day. There wasn’t much happening outside, pretty quiet actually.
I walked around the perimeter first. Trying to get a feel for the place. You look up at the stands from the outside, imagine them filled with people. It’s got a certain presence, you know? Even when empty.
Trying to See Inside
Wasn’t a game day or anything, so getting a proper look inside wasn’t straightforward. Found a spot where I could peek through a gate though. Saw a bit of the field, the grass looked okay from a distance. Could see the rows of seats stretching up. Mostly empty, obviously. Just a couple of grounds crew folks doing something way over on the far side.
Some quick thoughts while looking in:
- It felt big, even from the limited view I had.
- You could imagine the noise, the excitement on a game night.
- The seats looked like they held a lot of history, a lot of cheers and groans.
It’s funny how places like this feel, even when they’re deserted. Like the echoes are still bouncing around. Stood there for a bit just taking it in. Imagined the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd. It’s got that kind of energy, even when dormant.
Heading Out
Didn’t spend ages there. Just wanted to see it, get a sense of it. Mission accomplished, I guess. Walked back, thinking about the visit. It wasn’t flashy, wasn’t some big reveal. Just a solid, old stadium standing there. Sometimes it’s good just to go and see these places for yourself, rather than just hearing about them. Worth the little detour it took to get there. Just another place ticked off the list, another small experience under the belt.
