According to my boyfriend who grew up in Japan, it seems like it's rather normal to go visit horse racing at least once in their lifetime. Well, it may be because I didn't grow up in Japan, I was clearly the exception. This was my first! To me, horse racing and racetrack remind me of beautiful ladies with crazy big hats and gorgeous dresses. Unfortunately, I don't really own a crazy big hat, so my outfit of the day was a dress minus the hat.
This racetrack is supposedly a very famous, historical one and many of world famous races are held here as well. My boyfriend purchased the groupon at Santa Anita Park that comes with a package of box seats and many other small deals. So the whole experience was pretty interesting, and I gambled for the first time in my life and that was fun! But towards the end, I was starting to think about these horses and felt little bad for them... Their lives totally depend on how fast you can race, and imagine those horses that aren't as fast as others... Before I start feeling all sad, I had to my beer. No matter if it's at baseball/football game, or this case horse racing, I need my beer. It makes everything so much better (at least temporarily)!
