Derby!!!

It was a beautiful early Saturday morning, a light chill in the air but the sun promised warmth to come. We boarded a singles bus with our hats in hand. Promptly as the bus left for the hour ride down, our fellow riders began to commence drinking. Jaegar bombs, mismosas, bloody marys, jello shots and beer all being passed around, and we weren't even 10 miles down the road - it set a fun pace for the ride.

We arrived at the track around 10:30, first post was at 11am. Being the princess that I sometimes like to be, we rode the shuttle to the grandstands as our companions choose to walk to the infield. Getting off the bus filled our senses with smells, sounds and wow - the sights - awesome hats everywhere, people were dressed for the occasion. We got to our seats and found 2 seat mates already there, or were they, nope, they were two ladies who had come down to catch some sun, we told them to stay until the other occupants arrived, they had already posted bets on the first race - and they are off, we watched the first race and found they had won some $ - good for them, I hoped their luck rubbed on me.

Photo by Wales Hunter

Interesting Sights

• A Louisville Fire sergeant loosing in the box seats behind us.
  

• A Beer Fairy who walked around, tapped you on the head and announced you were drunk!
• Hats, Hats & More Hats - Check some of the pictures
  
• Some 'kept' ladies with lots of collagen and implants and outfits so tight they can barely navigate the stairs!
• Lots of drunks in fine clothes
• Horses
• Bourbon, mint and beer
  

Getting our racing forms we quickly started to bet the ponies and proceeded with the same throughout the day. Figure out who and what we were betting, get in line and bet, have a smoke, drink(s), potty break, back to our seats, watch the race - cheer or cry and start all over again. By the 9th race, my feet were hurting, the mint juleps dulled the pain, but thankfully I had brought along some flops and quickly changed - ahhhhh. Leeann picked the winner for the derby, I had him boxed in an exact, but managed to pull a few $$ out with Bluegrass Cat.

Back to the bus, we are now running about an hour late from waiting on cash outs and the shuttle. Our trip coordinator is calling every few minutes tracking our movement. It seems our fellow infielders had a long day and many had came back to the bus after the 6th race - we arrived with a mix of cheers and boos - opps! It was a quiet ride home for almost the entire bus was asleep - we stopped off at a Holiday Inn in Columbus to let some passengers off and lost one of our riders. After a 20 minutes search he was located in the bar passed out under the table. We got home about 10:30, we then met up with some friends and finally called it a day at 2:30am. It was all good!