The Kentucky Derby was a dream come true.
I've wanted to go for awhile, since it combines so many elements I love - the thrill of a race, fancy hats, and the excitement of a huge event. So when the $100 tickets went up for sale in October, I bought five of them. I hoped Kris would be able to go, but for the last seven months, we knew it would depend on the corn planting. I just kept saying that I thought he was going to be able to go. The weather looked like it would happen in our favor...he said if it rained on Tuesday he'd be able to leave, so he tentatively bought an outfit, and then on Wednesday he confirmed...planting wasn't happening, so he was coming! I was so happy. Andrea was always my ride-or-die in this scenario, but then it turned out Chris couldn't come, Gage couldn't come, but Annie and Rondi were in!
We drove, since it's only a 5.5 hour drive for us. We wanted to break it up, so we stopped at Eagle's Crest Nature Preserve and went on a 1.25 mile hike. (The trailhead was not the obvious one, but one at the far end of the park, past the house.) The writeup promised dramatic views, and it did not disappoint! We ate at the Boathouse Grill and were able to sit outside in the sunshine.
The first Airbnb I rented in October canceled on us in April due to the flooding in Kentucky. That meant I had to find another spot, which was the basement of a house in New Albany, Indiana, 12 miles from Churchill Downs. As we drove into the super nice neighborhood with beautiful houses, I thought...does their HSA even allow this? There was a car with four flats in the driveway, and we entered through the basement door. We never saw one person in this entire neighborhood. But the basement apartment was just as described - four beds, some couches. It didn't mention the odd things about it, like random wires sticking out of the walls, and only one fork, one spoon, and three coffee cups. Oh well! We were just coming here to sleep anyway!
We threw our stuff down and went to explore New Albany. We went to Floyd County Brewing, which promised a Monty Python vibe. It was festive, and there were people there who had just been to the Oaks, all dressed up. Our server was really nice and gave us tips about the Derby. We walked down the street and couldn't resist Boomtown Kitchen, where Annie got one of those giant and beautiful ice cream shakes that is actually made for five people with big appetites. We walked around and stopped by the Dog Haus, where once again our server was happy to share about the Derby. While we were there Rondi realized she left her bag at the first place. We went back and it was there - money and everything intact! It fit with the night, because everyone was already so nice. We went to Meijer to buy breakfast food and boots for Annie and Andrea.
Derby Day
I could barely believe it - it was here! I woke up super early, excited. We looked at the weather, and it promised rain, especially hard until 2:00 p.m., and then tapering off a little bit until the race. It had been predicting rain all week, but I didn't believe it. We decided we would go, park, and then stay inside a restaurant or indoors until about 2:00 p.m.
We drove right up to Churchill Downs, and people were aggressively trying to get us to park in their lots. Kris asked how much, and the guy told us $80. Kris said no, and he immediately dropped the price. We moved on and went to a quiet woman with a sign and parked right in her yard. Like actually IN her yard. (My friend Jan had told me this was the way to park, so that was nice.) She charged us $30.
As we walked toward Churchill Downs, it wasn't raining. There were so many people streaming in, all dressed to the nines, and there was that sense of excitement in the air.
"Let's just go in!" I said to Kris. "Yes, let's just go in!" he said. We couldn't help it!
We stopped for a couple of pictures, and we entered the tunnel. The sense of anticipation was just wild. We heard the bugle call, and I was just so excited.
Then - we were in! Finally there!
We walked all around and checked everything out. It was more than I imagined. (I don't look up how anything looks before I go because I like to be surprised.) There were spots to bet, places to buy food and drinks, indoor bathrooms, and giant screens. Many people set up tarps and camping chairs to hold their spots.
We watched the first race - oh, the excitement! And they're off! We watched and cheered. The horses seem to glide by you, since they jockeys don't move up and down at all. We'd watch them as far as we could, and then watch the giant screen. The races started in different spots, depending on the length, and some happened on the grass even closer to you.
Over the entire day, there were 14 races, and we saw them all! We could walk right up to the fence and watch the horses. We walked all around and tried to decide which spot we'd want to watch the Derby.
They - unsurprisingly - made it super easy to bet. They had so many spots, and they had a sign on how to do it. The tellers were always super patient and helpful. Kris and my friends placed small bets on all the races, and then we would cheer and cheer for our favorites.
Eventually, there was a spot where a DJ held a dance party. This was amazing. We'd dance to the music, and then seven minutes before race time, the DJ would stop the music. We'd all walk the 10 steps to the fence, watch the race, celebrate your wins or mourn your losses, and then go right back to dancing! Andrea declared that it was the perfect dopamine cycle.
You know when you're anticipating something and then it happens? I frequently just looked around, happy to be there. I told Kris this was up there with Yellowstone and Alaska...you wait for something and then it's even better than you thought. There's all of this and a DANCE PARTY?!
There were rules about what you could and couldn't bring, and we saw it really didn't matter. They didn't check you before you came in, and you were allowed to bring food anyway. Some people were super prepared with full blown picnics. When it rained, we stood under a roof at a betting place. We - along with mostly everyone - wore clear ponchos so you could still see everyone's outfits. As the day went on, it got muddier, and there were giant puddles. I wore sandals, since it wasn't cold. Kris threw his shoes away afterward, as planned. I rinsed mine in the sink and they were fine. Boots were a great choice, but I just couldn't make that fashion concession. People were super friendly and chatty. A couple of girls told me when they went a few years ago during nice weather, they "never saw a horse" due to the crowds, and waited two hours in line to buy a drink. They encouraged me to come back when it was nice, but said that I was seeing and doing far more since it was rainy. Also - Kris and my friends are the chillest, go-with-the-flow people. Totally up for anything and happy to be there!
The hats! The outfits! They sell 150,000 tickets to the infield, and although attendance was down a little due to the rain, there were so many people to observe. I loved seeing what everyone was wearing.
The day flew by. As we neared the Derby race, we decided to watch from our favorite spot, close to the twin spires. We were about row three at the fence, and we had a clear view. We watched the horses enter. We loudly sang 'My Old Kentucky Home,' because we learned the lyrics in the car on the way down. I was giddy with excitement. I'd also placed one bet the entire day - on one horse - Sovereignty. He wasn't the favorite, but he had good odds, and I liked the meaning of his name.
And they're off! We watched them glide by, then turned to the screen. We were screaming with excitement and adrenaline. Then, Sovereignty was right up there, he was in the lead, he won!!! I was lightheaded with joy. It was like it was scripted. You can go to the Kentucky Derby with your husband and friends, you can have a great time, and then...your horse wins?! I was so happy. I still am.
We watched Junior Alvarado and Sovereignty accept the Garland of Roses, and they put the winner banner on him. They paraded by just feet from us.
I ran to cash in my winnings - I bet $5 and got $77 back! Kris said he had a bunch of losing tickets, but he turned them in and got $55! Rondi and Andrea were up, too. Annie had tried some fancy bet, so even though she had placed some money on Sovereignty, it wasn't exactly right, and she didn't get money. She said she had to get better at gambling, and I laughed and told her it was all just luck, no sure way to win. I hadn't picked a winning horse in years.
After the Derby there are two more races, and this was interesting too, because everyone had left. There was trash all over the infield, and people had left their chairs and tarps behind. We were again right by the fence, and we watched our two last races, cheering all the way.
We made our way out of the tunnel as it was getting dark. I was completely, totally satisfied. I told Kris, "I'd say that this day couldn't have gone better, but I guess the weather could have been better, but then - maybe we wouldn't be able to see as much. So this day couldn't have gone better!" Kris agreed.
I drove off the woman's lawn, and we went back to New Albany for dinner. We were a mess. My feet were dirty, our hair was messy, and we were happy as could be. We had great food (and yet another nice server) at Parlour Pizza, and then I got nice and clean again before falling into bed.
What a day, what an experience, what a race! This was truly one of the best days of my life.