Monday, July 9, 2012

not quite the preakness


9712 Today was Argentine Independence day, there were parades and speeches and stuff, which i caught on television, i was resting most of the day, slept in late, and laid around reading and playing with the kitten. round 4pm my roomate met up with one of the other guys and we wandered around a bunch, found a cafe got some foodz, and continued wandering. we did find ourselves walking by the Hipodromo, the horse track, and there appeared to be a race/races going on. there were a number of gated security ridden entrances, then there was the paupers entrance, we figured we would give it a shot. we wandered in, the place is very swanky, very nice and clean and modern. the track is HUGE, i guess its like a 2 mile track, but it seemed alot bigger. there didnt seem to be anything specific going on as we poked around. we saw there was movement around the stables on the jumbotron, so we figured wed sit and see what happens. turns out, in this FREE area, we sat down right in front of the finish line/winners circle. so, a race starts, and the horses haul ass, and run by us.
they are the blurs on there, my 1080p HD cameraphone had a hard time with it. anyways, the race was close, so they raised the flag saying 8 and 3 were tied for number 1, and then i guess they went to the photo or replay or whatever they do in horseracing, and determined it was 3 that won, a bunch of people cheered, and a bunch more cursed. and the guy trotted forth on his horse for pictures with the owner and press n whatnot.
after this we wandered our way back to our respective homes, our homestay made us dinner, consisting of soup, salad, and some kind of patty, it reminded me of a breaded chicken or veal patty as i have had at home, but this tasted maybe a lil fishy? i dunno what it was, it was real good though. followed this up with more kitten-fighting. and will now read myself to sleep, we gotta be in the center of the city by 830 tomorrow, meaning we gotta be on the train round 740, and outta the apartment by 725. laters

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