Parking proved to be a formidable gauntlet
After living in the western southern tier for 10 years, my wife and I decided to visit the Hall of Fame today, June 20, before moving out of the area in a few weeks. We enjoyed the museum, but parking in Cooperstown proved to be a formidable gauntlet.
Having read information on visiting on the web, we drove to the blue lot to use the trolley, only to be met with a sign announcing that it was not running. We followed signage to the Doubleday Field lot where a sign instructed me to pay at the field box office. Alas, the field was unstaffed. I then noticed an automated machine near the field. After several unsuccessful attempts to use my Visa in the machine, a woman passerby in what appeared to be some kind of official uniform told me the machine never worked, and to pay for parking in the adjacent store.
After being ignored in the store for a time, I finally asked a clerk if I could pay for parking, and was told to use the machine outside. When I explained it was not working I was helpfully told to “Look for another machine.” As it turned out this was not difficult as the machine at the other end of the parking lot had a VERY LONG line. As I joined the line the reason for the length became obvious: Every credit card was being rejected numerous times until they were accepted, if ever.
The family in front of me tried three different credit cards, all of which were rejected, much to their consternation. I had now been gone from the car where my wife was sitting so that we would not be ticketed for so long that she called me on my cell phone to make sure I had not met some harm.