And they’re off…

7 11 2010

Items I have learned:

How’d you pull up = How are you feeling?

Australian’s are apparently not that scared of any of their deadly animals/spiders/snakes what have you, but general admission at a horse race is just plain terrifying.  The only response I pretty much got when I told people I was going GA to Melbourne Cup day was “ummmmm, well at least you will be in the car park for Oaks” followed by cringing.

So I have now been (and survived) the two scheduled horse races.  Melbourne Cup was first.  It was on Nov 2nd.  This is the race that is considered a public holiday and the city shuts down for.  I met up with Jo, Ali, Michelle, Ellie, Cinthia and Lisa at one of the train stations here at 10:00am and headed out.  The goal was to get there early enough to actually stake out a good seat.  We succeeded.  We were about 500 meters away from the finish line, and about 6 feet away from the fence.  The running joke around the city is that many people attend a horse race and never actually SEE a horse, we managed to see quite a few (if not all).  We immediately pulled out our blankets, snacks and what have you and set up camp.  The only problem with Cup day?  The weather did NOT decide to co-operate.  Keeping in mind that we were all wearing dresses and fascinators… at one point I believe it even started hailing. Because we were in General Admission, the only thing covering us from the rain and the grass was our umbrellas, which of course I neglected to bring.

oh how i LOVE the weather

oh how i LOVE the weather

ali, jo and lisa "under cover"

ali, jo and lisa "under cover"

Ellie, Cinthia and I

Ellie, Cinthia and I

Michelle sharing her poncho

Michelle sharing her poncho

poncho love

poncho love

There were I believe a total of 9 races. I did not  buy a program, so I really could not tell you who owned who, where they were from, and who their trainers were.  I could tell you that pretty much every horse there was brown (I’m VERY observant I know).   The horse that won the main race (the race that was at 3:00pm, why that is considered the main race and not the very last one… I do not know) was named “Americain”  I am really retarded for not betting on him.  The ironic thing about “Americain” is that he has Australian owners and is a french horse (I looked this up after the fact).  Jo bet $40 on him, and walked away $300 richer. I got nothing, but then again I also lost nothing.

By the time the 3:00pm race hit, the area we were sitting in was PACKED.  And of course it was raining, so pretty much the only thing I could see around me was the various style of umbrella’s.  Luckily, the rain subsided just in time for the race. At this point I was freezing, wet and cranky and really could care less about who won, but having the entire crowd into it and wet and cranky too helped.

horses

horses

drying off.. kind of (Ali, Lisa, Me, Jo, and Cinthia)

drying off.. kind of (Ali, Lisa, Me, Jo, and Cinthia)

After Jo collected her winnings we decided to go out.  We ended up at Crown (the casino here).  It seems like recently I some how ALWAYS end up at crown.  We then ate and danced and went home.  I then had one day off to recover and do it all over again for Oaks Day (the race on Nov 4th that I went to with Hastings)

The group at dinner

The group at dinner

Ali and I

Ali and I

Horse Races part Deux… aka Oaks Day… to come soon.


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