Last week heralded the 30-something-ieth birthday of our good friend John, so we decided to celebrate it with less than 30-something maturity levels: we went go-karting.
Go-Karting at anytime is fun, but on a track in Shanghai with ten of your closest friends (+beer) it is bloody awesome!
Gerald in front, with Phil behind, trying to figure out exactly where in his armpits he is supposed to fit his knees
The birthday boy, John
The line-up (I'm 3rd from the back but my head has been mysteriously disfigured)
The "+beer" portion of the evening at the bar at the track (L-R: Me, John, Steffie)
Getting cranky at having to wait too long for our race... 8 minutes is a long time some
Posing...
...Reposing
Bastien as the floating head in the helmet surrounded by me, Phil, Alberto and John
Me and Irene- the (sometimes) photographer and group emailer of these photos
Phil and Steffie deep in post-race analysis of the time sheets
Bastien- the over-excited French manAnd of course: The day-after injury photo-
my inner thigh the next evening with a splendid stamp of the go-kart steering column
3 comments:
first: it was a great night!
second: you are in the air again!!!!!!!!yuppi!!
I, for my defense, had NOTHING to do with said injury. I was calmly going around the corner, as one does, when Lou's go-kart appeared in front of me.
I was being chased by a crazy mad French guy with a blue helmet you know!
Ouch! I thought you were being chased by the power rangers there for a second.
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