GREATEST. DAY. EVER.
I have an unnatural fondness for the Indy 500. It's kind of a big deal here and there is stuff to celebrate it all month long. For the second year in a row, we are unable to go to the race. (Listen up families---we are not leaving town next Memorial Day weekend. We are going to the race!) Today is community day where they open up the track and anyone can take a loop. I have planned to do this for a long time. My plans were put in jeopardy yesterday as the car had some unscheduled maintenance. I didn't feel that I could go to the track without my station wagon and we almost didn't go. But, the service shop came through in the nick of time and we got to drive the world's most famous oval!
Here we are coming out of turn four in hot pursuit of that gray mini van.
And here's the start finish line. The yard of bricks. They took your picture when you crossed. I will be buying that one. I also got an official card signed by Mari George that says I have driven on the IMS. Awesome.
Since it was a family day, they had some inflatable stuff to jump around on.
And the 500 Festival Princesses were on hand to make every little girl a princess. I'm priming Evie to grow up to be a princess. Don't worry it's not a pageant thing, more of a community service thing.
Here I am on the line of bricks in the pit area.
Jim takes a self portrait in front of the pagoda.
The prettiest little girl on pit row.
Those are some big tires on that truck
The Firestone mascot took a picture with us. The girls were really afraid. Looks like we don't have to take them to Disney any time soon. After this things went south. We promised Annalise popcorn, but they didn't sell any at the track. We settled for a family ice cream to spilt. That did not suit her and she threw a giant tantrum. Fortunately, all the people around us had equally tired kids or were sympathetic grandpas. We sat and talked to a guy who is a spotter for one of the race teams. It was an interesting conversation that was interrupted by screams of terror.
It was a long, miserable ride home. If only they had popcorn, this day could have been even better.
Here we are coming out of turn four in hot pursuit of that gray mini van.
And here's the start finish line. The yard of bricks. They took your picture when you crossed. I will be buying that one. I also got an official card signed by Mari George that says I have driven on the IMS. Awesome.
Since it was a family day, they had some inflatable stuff to jump around on.
And the 500 Festival Princesses were on hand to make every little girl a princess. I'm priming Evie to grow up to be a princess. Don't worry it's not a pageant thing, more of a community service thing.
Here I am on the line of bricks in the pit area.
Jim takes a self portrait in front of the pagoda.
The prettiest little girl on pit row.
Those are some big tires on that truck
The Firestone mascot took a picture with us. The girls were really afraid. Looks like we don't have to take them to Disney any time soon. After this things went south. We promised Annalise popcorn, but they didn't sell any at the track. We settled for a family ice cream to spilt. That did not suit her and she threw a giant tantrum. Fortunately, all the people around us had equally tired kids or were sympathetic grandpas. We sat and talked to a guy who is a spotter for one of the race teams. It was an interesting conversation that was interrupted by screams of terror.
It was a long, miserable ride home. If only they had popcorn, this day could have been even better.
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