We went around to a few other tables and got some other autographs, then walked back to the hotel to drop off the shirts and hat Josh had bought, along with the autographs (I would've cried if anything had happened to those!). We came back down to the Inner Harbor and went to lunch, at The Cheesecake Factory for the second day in a row, and then walked back to the race track to get the autographs of the Indy Car drivers. My mom is a huge Helio Castroneves fan, so I was dying to get his autograph for her, and with TWO people in front of us, they cut off the autograph line. I was so bummed; I would have loved to have given her that as a Christmas present. But, I guess it wasn't meant to be. By this time the ALMS race was about to start, so we found our seats. It had been blazing hot, 95 degrees all day, but luckily the sun went behind a building right as the race started, so it cooled down a bit for those 2 hours. It was a lot of fun to watch, although I almost prefer an oval track like they have at Nascar, because you can only see the part of the track where you are seated, and you have to watch the rest on the Jumbo Tron. But it was definitely an interesting experience! The Corvette won, so Josh was happy. After the race, we headed down to the Little Italy section of Baltimore, and had dinner at a yummy Italian restaurant called Sabotino's. Ate way way too much though....but still had a big bowl of frozen yogurt afterwards from a place called Yolly Molly. What can I say, we're frozen yogurt freaks. It was about 8:00pm at this point, so like the old people we are, we headed back to the hotel to relax. I had planned a surprise when I booked the room, and had champagne and 2 glasses waiting for us when we arrived on Friday. We had planned to drink it on Saturday night, but I ended up not feeling very well. Around 9:30pm we tried to find the closest Patient First because I felt so horrible... but thanks to Josh's "bipolar" GPS, we ended up in an old abandoned train yard at 10:00 at night, NOT in the best part of Baltimore, and the only thing around was a security car belong to one of those "rent a cop" type companies. I rolled down the window of our car, and the officer rolled down his window...he was about 85 years old and said he wasn't from the area so he didn't know of any Patient First. So that was a bust. But luckily I was feeling a little better, so we high-tailed it out of there, thankful to be alive, and booked it back to the hotel for the night!
Signing my Grey's Anatomy insert haha:
And a few car pics from the day before:
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