vrrrooom

we went into monaco today, to see some of the qualifying runs for the grand prix. although the tour group we’re with has a whole bunch of people here, we’ve actually got our own private suite, which essentially is someone’s apartment overlooking the grand prix route, so it’s just twelve of us sharing a nice view from the terrace. it’s really quite fantastic, as you get a great view of the first turn, and then you see them as they come around the other way around the big grandstand, around the the harbor, and then you can even see down into the pit lane as well.

if only it wasn’t so boring. man, honestly, watching those cars drive around endlessly during those qualifying runs was putting me to sleep. all i could think was, “if they judged those cars on net miles driven, no one would win.”

someone from the other group in the tour compared it to people who go to the super bowl because they work for some company that has sponsored seats, but they aren’t really interested and don’t even understand the game, and i think that’s about right. i think of people who get to go to the nba finals, and don’t even know anything about basketball. it’s such a waste. and you can’t help feeling a bit guilty: there are people who would really appreciate this so much more than me, but they’re not here. it was funny that so many people on this tour won the trip from their company for performing well. in fact, four of the five couples at the lunch table had won the tour, leaving the remaining couple who had paid for theirs to feel like sort of suckers.

but man, i bet they loved it.

oh, and yeah. it’s fucking LOUD.

when we got back to the hotel, there was a small dark chocolate formula one car in our room.

Posted at May 20, 2004 7:28 PM