Australian Grand Prix

Every year the Formula One race cars come to Melbourne and zoom around Albert Park, which is about a 15 minute walk from our house. They are loud -- a kind of constant whining noise during the races, and they bring along even louder things, like airshows featuring jet flyovers.

Tim, bless his heart, is away this weekend on a vacation with his high school friend.

So Jonathan and I walked the 15 minutes to the entry, paid the $85 for a general admission ticket, and sat around on the grass eating hot chips (French fries) and watching cars drive by. And airplanes!

It is fun to watch professional auto racing. When the formula one cars come, everyone stands up, and holds up their phones.

Here they are!

Vroom!

Vroom!

Take a picture!

Ack! I missed!

Vroom!

Take another picture!

Ack! I missed again!

Vroom!

Picture! Picture! Picture!

I got one! Do you see it there behind that lady's head?

Forget it. Try a movie!

And meanwhile:

Vroom!

Vroom!

Vroom!

I didn't know what was going on, besides the cars speeding by, but it was very noisy.

Other people seemed to be into it.

The uniform was a pair of jeans and a hoodie and a can of beer. So I'll know what to wear next time.

Vroom!

The biggest question, then, is: Does this count as attending a sporting event?