First off, Detroit is not a pretty city by any means. I'm sure they have good people and nice attractions, but the last thought in my mind as I drove into the city was, "Boy, this looks like a nice place to raise some kids." The suburbs may be a different story, but my adventure didn't sidetrack out into that part of the city. No, my excursion was simply focused on the new home for the Detroit Tigers -- Comerica Park.
On the way to the park my friends and I passed the old Tiger stadium and wondered what might have been visiting that historic park, but we made our way a couple miles north up I-75 to see one of the newest meccas for the national pastime. From the outside of the stadium, it's a beautiful park. The outside design of the stadium is remarkably detailed with concrete Tigers heads with baseballs in their mouths protruding from the walls, and the huge Tigers greeting you as you make your way inside.
Once you make it inside the park, you're greeted with a flurry of activity, ranging from hot dog/beer/souvenir vendors and e-mail stations to a carrousel and a Ferris wheel. My friend Matt said this park is a social activity surrounded by a baseball game. He saw this as a positive attribute, but I did not. All of the rides and activities should come secondary to the baseball game, but at Comerica, they forgot that people SHOULD come to see the Tigers play, not the Ferris wheel -- which 50 people got stuck on a few weeks ago, might I add. I guess when your team is so bad, you'll do anything to bring them into the stands.
