Today I bring you special coverage from the Belmont horse racing track, NY city, where my father-in-law (everybody calls him Sunny because his always on such a good mood) kindly took me.
The day started with a hearty breakfast and some research on the racing paper.
The parking lot at the track is so big that you take a bus from your car to the entrance.
Sunny's whole posse was already waiting at the table. Although we were at the track we were in fact following "simulcasting" from other tracks on a little screen.
I got lucky right on the second race of the day - very lucky.
The food was plentiful.
Sunny kept his cool the whole day. Winning or loosing - you couldn't tell the difference on his face. Some people at the other tables were quite a bit rowdier.
Needless to say: betting on horses didn't turn out to be an ingenious way for making money.
