We found it, and.... it was ok, nothing to write home about, and funnily enough it's called "camden town". When i was in camden in august, i noticed a chinese takeaway called "hong kong", wish i had a photo of that now.
Anyways, after our fish n chips, we got the bus into town, the sky looked awesome.
No, those aren't UFO's....they are reflections of the lights on the bus.
Rush hour was hell, and we ended up at the races an hour late....
Steve was already $1000 up and very excited. I know diddly squat about racing, Steve on the other hand..... knows a lot about racing (and a little about acceptable shoe-sock attire)
So, as Steve was the go-to guy with the racing (he'd even printed out info at home, bless him)....Ross and Murray heeded Steve's advise, and won.
I decided i'd just bet on the long-shots... and lost. (Come on, how could i not place a bet on "Supreme Commander"?!)
The boys and their winning tickets.
I may have well bet on this guy!
Ah, at least Melvis was around to brighten the mood!
Anyways, about to watch Friday the 13th... dial a cliche, right?