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Yesterday we went for a Polo game in Newport, Rhode Island. Truth be said, when I got the email reminding me that I had signed up for it a month ago I was not thrilled. But staying in the house is not always easy these days so I decided not to be a slacker and go. Mia threw the idea that we would dress up and wear big hats and as hard as that was to believe (at least for Pato), we decided to give it a try. I did not have a hat but I had good intentions so wore my white dress with brown butterflies. But I was in no way up to Teeba’s outfit, in her colourful dress but most of all, in her pink straight from Paris hat
We had a picnic, had wine and cheese, snacks and beer as we “camped” by the Polo lines. As the game started some of us did try to pay attention and suffered those moments were the US was falling a lot behind the South African team. But I must admit most people thought the breaks between the “Chakas” were the true reason for us to be there so we could all run like maniacs to go and fix the grass. I ended up going after the 5th Chaka, surrendering myself to the evidence of “In Rome, be Roman”.


I had a great time, we were a nice group of people trying to enjoy the last non-freezing moments in New England whilst still fighting to adapt back to life back in the bubble!





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Unknown said…
I honestly think we were there for the food and drinks (not that I did any of that), good weather, good company, and stomping on the grass.. I didn't watch much of the game lol.. but I love polo!! hehe..
14 September, 2008 23:56
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