This Sunday we got to experience Shea 2.0 for the first time and it was beautiful. It was bittersweet knowing the place that was home for my entire life no longer exists but I started to fall in love with the new stadium from my first step inside.
A little piece of the Polo Grounds.
The Jackie Robinson rotunda.
It helped that it was rainy.
Cupholders! I might make it through a season without someone's beer all over my feet. 
I want to dance with Mr. Met!
The bullpens are right on top of each other which should make for some great trash talk this year and also gives the Mets a leg up when a fight breaks out.
The new home run apple didn't feel like popping up yet.
A little Shea could still be found...
It was a definitely a weird feeling to be a tourist in our own stadium. And part of me will always miss Shea. But I know once I have some new memories here it will start to feel just like home. Seeing the new stadium made me even more excited for real Mets baseball to begin.
