Long Day

Throw a 120-mile transfer and afternoon LA traffic together and you have the wonder that followed today’s stage. Jesus. But as I’d never seen the whole LA Freeway scene, what better way to do it? Anyway, I passed the stage in the 2nd team car for Liquigas. Not too much to report other than getting scared out of my mind by Matteo’s insane driving on the mountain descents. I asked him if this was sketchy driving. No, he said, driving in the Tour and Giro can get kinda scary. Not interested in being around for that. Nothing like the lingering smell of burning brake pads. Also got to see two Liquigas team guys drop out of the race, which seemed far less straightforward than you’d think. They kind of lingered a bit before showing up in the broom wagon. Since I don’t speak Italian I couldn’t quite figure out how bummed the riders were or disappointed the directors were.

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