My 3 days at the British Grand Prix (F1) [pics] LONG

[VatorMan]

Wife was over in the UK for business so we thought, go to the British GP. What could go wrong ? :toetap: FIRST-London was torn to bits getting ready for the Olympics. Second: Wimbledon-Really, WTF watches tennis ? Apparently a sh*tload of people. :ack: Rain. Did I say rain? I meant the animals start pairing up amount of rain. So we ordered tickets a couple of months ago and paid to have them mailed to us. They mailed them all the way to ticket recovery at Silverstone. :toetap:So that means I have to go to the track to pick up the tickets.

FRIDAY: 5 hours in traffic getting to the track.



I saw Ferrari Man !!! :rock:



I park in friggen muck to go get the tickets.



Slide around and finally get the tickets. Time to leave. Back to the road ? Nope. Head down some friggen cow path.



4 hours later, back at the hotel and a beer.



SATURDAY: Rain AGAIN. But wife and I are determined to make qualifying. Nothing is like the scream of a F1 racecar.





Looking at the weather, we weren't to excited about Sunday. But, when you fly 7 hours just to go to one event, you go. BTW-The next time someone calls NASCAR fans rednecks, they can't hold a candle to F1 fans.



SUNDAY: Weather was hideous leaving the hotel. Wet and cold. We stopped at a convenience store and bought umbrellas.

But raceday was AWESOME. Awesome flyovers. No rain and great racing (somewhat). We were sitting in great seats-most of the passing took place at our corner.








BTW-Fish and chips SUCK. In fact British food sucks. I was near the theatre district in London and asked if this was a new comedy.