It's going to be a day at the Races, but before we can admire the horseflesh, we have a morning to fill and a train to catch out to Belmont Park. It was not easy to do the last.
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| The top of the Mr. K marble building |
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| Jeffery needed cool pants for the races, so we shopped |
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| pants display |
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| while puzzling over where to go, I didn't realize that I was "at risk" |
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| more subway tile art |
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| the train we tried to board, but couldn't fit onto |
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| squished even with the door closed! Jeffery and I rode home the same way |
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| At the Belmont Park |
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| hand-stamps and a souvenier map |
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| This is just a tiny piece of the crowd. The noise in the hallway was outrageous; overwhelming. |
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| One of my favorite outfits at the races |
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| hats |
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| another hat |
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| actual horses, doing a warm-up run pre-race |
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| more ladies in hats |
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| even horses need an ambulance standing by |
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| The line to our train. A half-hour later, we'd only moved 5 or 6 feet, when we were told we couldn't go that way |
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| the line behind us for the trains before we were dispersed to walk to where-ever we could find transit home. As one cop told us, it was "every man for himself" |
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| Ah! 59th and Lexington subway! We're home |
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| same tile mural, showing it's size |
Tomorrow, I hope to add some race photos from Jeffery's camera! And I have today's photos to show you all, too.
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