After a rough week for the both of us, a day outside and out of LA was the perfect pick-me-up for the boy and me. While the drive down to Del Mar could not have been more traffic-filled, the views and ocean air sure helped along the way. When we finally reached the racetrack, my excitement upon arriving was doubled due to the fact that I had never experienced horse racing. It was fascinating to see the diverse groups of people heading into the clubhouse, from young to old, suits to cargo pants, first-timers like myself to veterans. Thankfully, I had a great guide for the day as the boyfriend often went to the tracks in his undergrad days with a good friend whose family has an impressive history with Del Mar.
Aside from the people watching, it was equally interesting to observe all the traditions and processes that take place — the leveling of the track after each race, placing of bets, watching the horses and jockeys before a race, and of course, cheering on your horses and hearing the crowd roar as they near the finish line. I can’t really say that I know how to bet now, or what exactly all the stats mean, but it was an incredible time learning and taking in a tradition new to me, especially with the right guide, a glass of wine, and some beginner’s luck on your first bets.
I had no idea that these were portable!
Across from us, the lady in blue. It seemed like a typical Saturday with her beer and blue shoes, placing her bets.
And off they go! For my first ever race, the starting line was just in front of us.
Call it beginner’s luck, but almost all the horses I chose by name were the winning horses. First up was Screaming Destiny :)
We weren’t the only ones having a great time.