Each Spring and Fall in Virginia, thousands of people dressed in their best Polo, J.Crew, and Lilly Pulitzer flock to a field just outside of Charlottesville, set up plots with tailgating necessities, and proceed to drink heavily all day in the name of some horse races. Obviously, I have always wanted to go. Rob's graduate program at UVA got us a plot and some food, so on Saturday morning we boarded the MS Commerce party bus and made our way to my very first Foxfield experience.
I fell asleep on the bus ride home, like many others. Everyone was worn out from a chilly day in the rain, but we had so much fun together. Rob's classmates have always done a fantastic job making me feel like I belong with them. When Rob and I got back to the apartment we changed into warm, dry clothes and headed to our favorite Chinese buffet. Bed time happened extra early that night. I think you know you had a good day when you find yourself calling it a night at 8:30 PM.
From the one race I actually saw.
Sweet Cat. Hi, Cat!
Styrofoam coolers ain't that sturdy.
This is Andrew. He went to college with my friends from high school and now is in grad school with Rob.
Desire and Patrick, my friends-from-home-turned-Charlottesville-neighbors.
This afternoon we're off to Maryland for the Death Cab show! I couldn't be more excited.
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