The Formula 1 Series - Part I: Liz & George

Thursday Practice

The next day we went for Brunch. We were too late for breakfast at our hotel and wanted to head to the paddock before afternoon. We shared some impressions of the night and Sarah complained about Ryan. We giggled a lot about her point of view. She has a talent for making us laugh about guys.

"The one next to me, Carlos Sainz I think, he seems to be more interesting though." she said while taking a sip of her orange juice.

"You mean more handsome, more successful, more rich, more famous?" Naomi teased her. We all giggled.

"Okay you got me." Sarah still giggled. "This George though really seems interested. Interested in Liz." She raised her eyebrows a couple of times and watched my reaction.

"Yes, yes I noticed that too!" Naomi basically shouted.

"Shhh, Naomi! People are looking!" I shushed.

"Ah you can't fool me, Lizzie-Dizzie! You like him. You are blushing. You can't hide it from me." She said smirking.

"Do you know you always claim I am blushing whenever you want to make your point?" I asked.

"Do not distract from the topic, baby."

"Do you want to go by his garage as he invited us?" Elsa asked like the angel she is.

"No, I mean it would definitely be interesting, but so is the Ferrari garage, right?" I said. "Plus, Ryan our friend – " I nodded to Sarah " – invited us, so we should stay loyal with Ferrari."

"And you better stay loyal with Ryan, Sarah! I mean it! I don't want to fly home before the race on Sunday just because you bewitch Carlos Sainz!" Naomi threatened Sarah and giggled and laughter broke out at our table. This time I did not care if anybody was watching.

We finally arrived at the paddock and straight went into the Ferrari garage. We soon found Ryan and he gave us the obligatory red headphones. He explained a few items to us and the basic happenings at the garage, which I mostly knew. But anyway it was interesting to see it live.

"Where are the physiotherapists of the drivers today?" I asked.

"Umm, I am not sure. Usually they are around, but often in the back and waiting for the drivers. They get sessions before and after practice I think." Ryan explained. "Why you ask?"

"Oh, I am a physiotherapist myself. I was just wondering." I said and brushed it off.

We watched the practice session and Ryan explained a lot. I held an eye out for Mercedes' cars and how they were doing. Ferrari seemed to have a good start into the weekend and the vibe in the garage was enthusiastic. Red Bull dominated the weekend and Lewis Hamilton seemed to do fine as well. However, George seemed to have problems with gear shift and his practice session had an early end. The cameras showed him get out of the car and he basically disappeared with a stoned face inside the garage.

"So I won't go there, I guess" I mumbled. Every last thought of going to his garage slowly vanished. I felt a bit of disappointment but tried to not think of it.

We had a nice afternoon at the Ferrari garage. Carlos Sainz came by after practice and asked us how we liked the day.

"It was super interesting! Thanks for having us here! It really is so special for us to be here! Great experience! And yesterday evening was amazing as well! You have great parties here!" Sarah said.

I smirked as I know where this is heading to.

"Oh yesterday, huh? I though it was pretty lame actually." Carlos said.

"Really?" Sarah said faking surprise. "Well, I thought it was quite nice, but if you say that's a lame party, I am not sure I have ever seen a truly nice party."

"Well you should definitely come to the party on Sunday! No matter who is winning, the party will be fantastic! You should really come!" Carlos seemed to really mean it.

My smirk grew bigger as I knew Sarah's plan worked.