Horses, Hats, Dresses And A Dormant City

It’s that time of the year again when, on a normal Tuesday, everything is closes, schools are off and you realize: It’s a public holiday! Some people were actually lucky enough to have had off yesterday too. I guess it’s not a normal Tuesday, being a public holiday, and still it kind of is.

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Who Really Cares?

The big race is over. Heaps of people had fun and a German horse won the Cup.

Lots of people will try to find their way home, totally wasted. The athlete horses are hopefully well looked after and the jockeys will probably celebrate in style.

But… Today two horses paid the price. Today, the “race that stops a nation” claimed the life of two or its athletes. As the crowd cheered and went nuts, made bets, drank, partied on and eventually left Flemington, the favorite collapsed and died in his stall. Heart attack? Internal bleeding? Who knows and probably who will actually care a couple of days from now. Later today another horse was euthanized after crashing through a gate and shattering a bone.

It is part of “the game”, part of the entertainment. The game “must” and will go on…

When Horses Stop A City

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It is one of those things I find rather amazing living here. And this thing is called “Cup Day”. It is a horse race. Or better, it is THE horse race! It’s part of what is called the Spring Carnival. What is pretty amazing (at least for me) is, that this race, this “Cup Day” takes place on a Tuesday. And you know what? Everything is closed. Basically nobody works! The schools are off, some of them were off already yesterday. As much as I like horses, I find it rather strange that one race brings the entire city to a halt. Continue reading