Hipodromo Argentino

On my way to meet friends at the park, I got sidetracked by this hippodrome in my neighborhood. Saw some nice buildings with a horse track behind and just wandered right in. Ended up staying for hours. Place gradually filled with sharply dressed old men studying pamphlets filled with odds calculations. Horses raced every hour or half hour amid much swearing en Castellano.

It will be lovely come springtime.