Stuck around for the various ceremonies involving the winner of he race, including the milk and victory lap. More power to Helio Castroneves!!
Going back down those mean old stairs is a bit better than going up, but there is a fear of a misstep and going down that would be bad. Pitching forward headfirst on those closely placed aluminum stairs would not be a good idea.
I did buy one souvenir this trip, a small Alexander Rossi Indy car model. Gotta back my guy, you know.
Met the others at the Legion bar which remained open to 7 pm. John bought his obligatory round for being the big winner among us.
Those poor Legion folks had been working their tails off since Wednesday and they were dragging. But, obviously this is a HUGE moneymaker, one that they missed last year.
By 6:48, we were back at the RV. Sitting outside for a cocktail and looking across Georgetown Road at the Indianapolis Motor Speedway and could see the flags atop the Pagoda. I tell you, it would be hard to get any closer to the place. Talk about your convenience.
In past years, we would watch the complete race replay at night. Always all sorts of things we didn't see if it happened out of our field of vision. But, the last couple times, we were all asleep by the last part of the race. Must be getting old, you know.
--RoadDog
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