Our good buddy Andre is in town for his sister's wedding and Andre's presence always seems to brings the people together. Plans at first were to go to an Island and hang out at a cottage but that takes money and planning, 2 things no one in our group really understands. This is even more obvious when you hear we pretty much all gambled our money from noon to evening at the race track and planet bingo. First of all, I didn't know there was even a horse race track in Vancouver until a week ago. It's so strange and large and hard to miss. Second of all, it's a different world beyond those entry gates. Strangely, I was drawn in to the excitement of betting and cheering and drinking beer out of a plastic cup. Half of the entertainment was reading the horse's names...Call Me Tomorrow or Real Candy or Looking After Biz or Lady Raj or Dancing O...my betting method always ended up being completely 100% based on name. So if you're up for doing something different, something you thought only happened in the movies, you could head over to the hastings race track. I can now check that off my list of things to do.
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