After going to to sleep late, David woke up at the crack of dawn, as excited as a little child on Christmas morning, waiting to get to the race track. We took the train then the subway to pick up our tickets at a random building near the modern part of town, then booked it to the track, found our seats and watched practice round 1. I pretty much immediately liked Team Ferrari and Team Mercedes (Petronas) because of their control around the tight turns. The cars were soooooo loud, so the orange earplugs were essential – I think I still shaved off some hearing potential for when I’m 60 years old though…
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| Why Thank you very much. |
Lunchtime was to be had on the beach though… we went to this charming place for burgers, which had fried eggs on them – weird, but actually pretty good. And I don’t even like fried eggs! They had cool bathrooms too. I like these kinds of things – pretty sinks make me happy. :-D Although we did not go to the waterfront, we enjoyed it from afar.
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| MMMMM |
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| ticket to F1 on the BEACH |
Practice session 2 after lunch was about the same – more fast vehicles going around on a track. Lol no just kidding – I actually really got into it. So were the Spaniards – they were really rooting for their homeboy, Fernando Alonso on Team Ferrari.
Trying to get home was very exciting – we took detours, ended up in this HUUUUUUGE department store that was about 8 stories tall and had EVERYTHING. It was like a shopper’s paradise. We went into this awesome pseudo outdoor mall that had a market in the lower floor (at which we bought this yogurt/milk drink that was actually quite delicious, and 2 white chocolate bars), and a great view of the modern architecture in the old riverbed. I’m just going to show you the pictures of that stuff – way too awesome to ruin with words.
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| view from sweet mall |
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| notice the flippy floppys |
