From Friday to Sunday a bunch of men in jumpsuits and helmets drove their cars really fast around Albert Park lake, exactly like in that picture (no, not really).
We live pretty close so for three days we heard what seemed like an industrious angry bee swarm every afternoon.
All this culminated in a freaking fighter jet flying circles yesterday just before the big race, and it was SO loud and boomed SO much, when we went out on our balcony to see it I hid behind Christian. Just a little.
I love this poster by the way, which I believe can be picked up from the one place where I would spend a lot of my money in a heartbeat: Galerie Montmartre in Fitzroy. Vroum.