A day at the Races

Last Wednesday I was lucky enough to get invited to the Balaklava Cup, a race meeting about an hour and a half drive to the north of Adelaide. We were hosted by our good friends at Malaysia Airlines, arriving by coach at about 11am. Sparkling wine (not allowed to call it Champagne) followed by several beers and a continous stream of food meant we were well looked after. People had certainly made an effort to dress up for the day, which made for some entertaining people watching.

It was also funny to watch the change in people as the drink took hold. Don't ask about my tipping, absolutely useless as per normal. Manuela from our office had offered to drive us back to the city so that actually meant we got back 90 minutes before the coaches. Supposedly I was quite amusing in the car on the way home. I'll bet it had nothing to do with the copious amounts of the amber nectar consumed during the day. Did miss out on a few more bevvies after the last race and on the way home,  but got home pretty early really and earnt loads of brownie points. Certainly beats a day at the office.