Lindsey basically has races on the weekends every now and then and I got to go to my first horse race. We picked up Aaron, one of his mates from high school I assume. He’s a funny dude, has a lip stain tattooed on his neck. I’m not allowed to touch the horese at any time at the races because I’m not licensed so I just got to watch.
It was a small race out in Parkes. There were a few ladies who wore fascinators. I had a really nice chat with this old lady who also dressed up for the occasion. I thought it was quite boring, and people basically just go there to drink. Aaron was drinking non stop, one bourbon colas after another. Later that night we went to the nearby Royal Hotel for a few drinks where Aaron bought me a shot of Alien Brain Hemorrhage which’s got peach schnapps, Bailey’s, blue curacao and grenadine. It looks like a brain hemorrhage and tastes like one, you could feel it going down your throat. Lindsey disappeared somewhere so I was left with Aaron and we started chatting with a table of older folks. Aaron moved away from Narromine, so he knew most of the people. One of the ladies we were talking to I think was the owner of the hotel. Everyone was really nice.
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