“People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of.”
― Paulo Coelho,
I’m not going to pretend I know much about the Formula 1 Grand Prix.
I know a few facts. Some of the drivers’ names, teams, how their cars look like and their numbers. I also know I went to Bahrain and I feel incredibly blessed and lucky to have experienced this. Heck, was it even real? The only proof I seem to accept, despite the thousands of pictures I have on my camera roll, are the selfies I took with my family with the Bahrain International Circuit tower in the background.
Since childhood, I’d watch the Formula 1 brief highlights after news in the sports segment, with the most memorable bit of the event being how the drivers shake up and pop a bottle of champagne with cameras flashing in their face to celebrate their wins. I never paid much attention, mostly wondering when my dad would be done watching the news so I could just change the channel and have the remote to myself. How I wish I paid more attention hah! Who knows, you could end up watching the F1 live one day. Unbelievable.
Growing up in Kenya, the closest I got to anything Formula 1 was this once when Michael Schumacher’s race car was brought on display at The Carnivore. I was about thirteen/ fourteen years old at that time. We didn’t go but at least it was in Nairobi. Fast forward to Bahrain. The thrill of watching from the bleachers is utterly unbelievable. The fast cars, sounds, crowds cheering and die hard fans waving their flags to show their support. The desert heat, and how the sweat gets your clothes to stick on your skin! On the last day, the race was so intense that we could smell the rubber against the tarmac from our stand. I can’t imagine how the drivers feel in their cockpits, it must be such a rush and one must be intensely present in the moment.
The event lasted three days, 15th 16th and 17th April. Day 1 was like a rehearsal, day 2 determined the pole positions (where the cars start the race from but here’s a Google definition as well 😀 ) and day three was the finale. The second day was one of the most fun things I’ve experienced in my life so far as we got to attend the post-race concert where we got to watch Enrique Iglesias and Steve Aoki perform live! We couldn’t stay long enough to finish the entire concert because of our curfew haha but it was waaaay more than I’d ever dreamed of witnessing. Stay tuned for that in a separate post 🙂
I also have an idea for a post about some life lessons I learnt watching the Grand Prix so stay tuned for that too.
In the mean time, here are a few pictures from the races.
Don’t stop dreaming 🙂