Today, we went to our first polo match (hey, when in Rome...). We didn't really know what to expect so were not fully prepared. Lessons learned (if we go again): bring lawn chairs, bring snacks and drinks for the kids, bring a distraction for L'il Sis (or find a babysitter for her to stay with!), and the main lesson learned was do NOT follow another car and drive across an empty polo field (hmm, I actually remarked to Stretch as I was doing this, "this grass seems too nice to drive on") or you may bring down the wrath of a very irate older man driving a golf cart.
So, our first polo experience: It was interesting and looked more than a bit dangerous. Actually, one of the players had his teeth knocked to a horrible angle when he was hit by a mallet. Amazingly, they propped them up and he remounted his horse and continued to play. During half-time, Stretch and L'il Sis went out to the field to push back divots. They brought back chocolate-covered ice cream bars for the girls and a glass of champagne for me (both were given out on the field). The Budweiser Clydesdales also made an appearance on the field.
Oh, and for the sake of name-dropping, one of the polo players was Tommy Lee Jones.