A Day At The Races

Went to the races for the first time yesterday. It's a big thing here in Australia, but I've never managed to get my act together and figure out how it all works. Fortunately Stephanie's boss gave her his member's tickets so I finally had an excuse.



We decided to start the day off right with a bottle of champagne. Because betting on horses when you're sober just can't be as much fun.





We also tried a glass of wine, which was seriously disgusting. I actually couldn't drink it. Back to the Chandon, thank you very much.





Steph and I were pretty buzzed after a couple of hours. Hence this being one of the many pictures we took of ourselves.







Part of the tradition at the races here is for all of the women to wear "interesting" dresses and silly hats. Honestly, the girls at Go Fug Yourself would have had such a field day here.








We were making fun of this woman and her crazy hat, and then ended up talking to her for a bit. Turned out she was Nuyorican, she's gorgeous, and clearly rich. Not to mention really nice. We almost felt bad for making fun of her hat. Almost.



This was another one of my favourites for the day. Apart from being dressed like a lunatic, this woman actually was insane. She was yelling at her husband in the middle of the room while he just rolled his eyes at her, which makes me think she does this on a regular basis.






And here I have a picture of me holding the ticket for my $5 bet that won me $45. How did I manage that? By picking a horse that was by far a long shot to even place, BUT it's name was My Lady's Chamber, which I decided was simply too dirty NOT to bet on. The horse came in 2nd somehow, and my strategy of picking horses based on name alone was reinforced.



And that's pretty much the wrap up. I ended the day up $80, which almost covered all the booze I drank in the 4 hours we were there. And we are definitely going back.