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Hi y'all! Holy smokes; them cars drive fast!
I spent my day yesterday at P.I.R. (Phoenix International Raceway). Talk about in the middle of nowhere, AZ! It's crazy; you take the I-10 West and exit as soon as all of nothing appears... Then you head South until more of nothing appears... Then you back-track East on a road that appears to lead to even more nothing... After about, I don't know, 50 miles of nothingness (except some signs that reassure you are heading in the right direction by saying something about "Race Traffic."), you turn a corner and suddenly there's life! Life as in 100 + THOUSAND people and their RVs. Not to mention flags... I mean flags of all sorts; American flags, Racing flags, flags I don't know what for most RVs have 3 flags attached so that would be about 300 + thousand flags. I know; math wiz I am! Jeremy are you proud? To quote Kevin (one of our camping buddies and Nascar pro), "More flags than you could count!" (I hope I'd be able to count up to 300 + thousand; I mean the numbers just go in order...).
Anyway, an entire city is erected in this week leading up to tonight's event. People are everywhere! They erect showers with hot water, bathrooms that are kept surprisingly clean, and they even erect an entire Basha's grocery tent; with aisles and everything! Impressed? Well, I was!
We headed out to P.I.R. yesterday morning. We were meeting a group from our church out there to do some volunteering. We weren't sure what we were to do exactly, but we knew I was working yesterday and Jeremy was working today. That way someone would be with Andrew at the campsite each day.
Yesterday was the qualifying race so it wasn't very busy people-wise. I got the duty of passing out maps/event schedules to everyone at Gate 4. I was by myself, but it went rather smoothly. The people were really nice for the most part and the weather was decent. It got a little hot when the breeze would quit blowing, but it wasn't long before the breeze would pick up again. Once the sun went down it got a little chilly, but not enough to need a sweater or anything.
Once the race started I was told they would move me to an Information Booth. Boy, was I praying the Good Lord would allow me seating in this Booth! My feet were HURTING by hour 7 of handing out fliers.
Well, all praises to God, I DID have seating in the booth I was assigned to! Plus, I was assigned to this booth with 2 other members of my church! We were assisting handicap folks in getting a golf cart ride up the hill to the Tram. It was very easy and there were not very many people that needed a ride. They were all fairly nice and I was in a good mood knowing I was nearly finished with my duties.
We were back to camp by 11 pm. That was probably the fastest 12 waking hours of my life, but probably the most tiring! I got back to camp and ate a little chicken and went to bed. I slept GOOD too! Even amidst the Nascar fans' partying!
We woke up, had a great breakfast, and packed up camp. Jeremy headed off to do his work today and Andrew and I headed home. There wasn't going to be anyone left at camp after about 1 pm so I figured I might as well leave to get stuff done at home. I was home by 1 pm and have been able to do odds and ends stuff here that is really helpful. Plus, I was able to unpack everything, get Andrew and me showered, and we will go to sleep and wait for Jeremy to call us that he is almost at the church and we'll head over there to get him; angrily that he woke us up, of course! Haha! He'll might be the one to be angry that we will have slept the last 4 + hours when he probably wanted to be doing the same thing. Who can blame him?!
Andrew and I just flipped on the TV to discover the race on TV. I started watching it... It's interesting!
People would ask me yesterday who I was cheering to win and I would look at them blankly and say, "Who's playing?" It wasn't until after a few people laughed at me that I figured out the proper term is probably, "Who's racing?" Either way, I'm sure I would've been laughed at for asking such a question. I did get complimented (I think) by a guy that responded, "Well, at least you didn't just say, 'Junior.'" I didn't tell him that my instinct was to say 'Junior' since he's the only one of the racers that I know his name. Well, I know more names now, but at the time. You know what I mean.
I didn't get to see any of the race, but I can now officially say that I am willing to give this sport a chance. I'm gonna get off of here and head downstairs to watch the last of the 312 laps with Andrew. It's really some interesting stuff; I saw a couple mini crashes, the race completely stopped for a power steering leak on the track, and a neck-and-neck intense moment for 1st between Jimmie Johnson and Dale Jr. That's some good stuff right thrrrr!
I do have a question for ALL of you (Nascar fans or not):
"Which driver(s) do you like?" If you don't know anyone, "Which driver(s) have you heard of?"