an afternoon at the track

River Downs

A friend was turning 29 and she apparently enjoys a day at the races. So we semi-surprised her and gathered ’round the Tiki bar at the tracks on Saturday to celebrate.

It’s odd, but in my three-plus decades (even working next door at the other “Coney Island” through high school summers), I can’t remember ever setting foot on the premises.

I don’t quite understand the whole network of tracks in different states coordinating races, but that’s okay. I like spending money on things like music, videogames, travel, and beer. The notion of not-guaranteed profit keeps my wallet safely in pocket.

The weather was great. There was cake, a mini rockem-sockem robot match, and lots of smiling.