While taping a segment on the winner's podium -- and chugging some milk like a true winner -- a tour bus on the race track stopped for a photo opp and people started taking pics of me and waved from the windows. I played it up and gave them a little dance, too. It was my one moment of feeling like someone really important. Even a delivery woman on the ground asked me for a pic. But no autographs please.

I'm not sure if you've heard of the Indy 500, but it is kind of a big deal in Indianapolis. I was told that upwards of 300,000 people pack in for the race. During our visit I had to make my way to the historic Yard of Brick. Hoping not to contract anything by putting my lips on the ground, I gave the bricks a smooch which is customary at the track. Though there was no one racing us, we got a chance to do a couple laps around the roadway. Did you know there are four holes of a golf course in the middle of the track? That's how big the place is. You can actually fit a whole bunch of world landmarks in the middle.