Do you like Formula One Racing? NASCAR? Motorsports in general? Then you should probably just skip to the comments section to type insults in all caps. Probably they'll be in Italian or French, but they'll definitely be in all caps. Because we did what you and your friends have been dreaming about for twenty years. We took the train from Nice to Monte Carlo, picked up our tickets, and were front row as the behemoth beasts sped by at over 200 miles per hour at the 74th Edition Of The Monaco Grand Prix. And it sucked. We left early.
Let me couch this with some excuses before I get a lot of angry tweets from @LeMansLover or @DanicaPatrick, because we attended the Monaco GP in just about the worst way possible, and hopefully you can avoid some of the mistakes we made. Or you could just save yourself $200 and spend that money on a spectacular French Tasting Menu with wine pairings in Nice instead of watching cars go real fast, it's up to you.Read More