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| On the road from Munich to Olivone. This was easier and more fun than driving the cargo van into downtown Munich. | 
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| Fraser stayed awake for a while... but pretty soon he got tired. Jet lag is rough. | 
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| The stadium in Campra the day before the race. | 
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| Welcome to Switzerland. | 
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| Randomly, there is a hockey rink at the venue too. I like the Campra graffiti (that is where we are). Also, check out the roof. Yup, there is a lot of snow. | 
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| Hallway Bocce with Nish and Zoe. | 
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| Campra trails. Decent. | 
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| There is a sweet cafe in Campra. Kind of a hippie vibe, which isn't usually what I'm in to. But, it was a good place to hang out. | 
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| Hippie cafe. | 
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| Nish and Phil slaying the all time largest pot of cheese fondue. | 
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| Giovani (the hotel owner) utilizing the meat slicer in the dining room at our hotel. | 
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| You've heard of a tree fort? This is a ski fort. | 
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| Wax cabins. | 
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| Fraser got tired again. | 
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| Locally produced fig yogurt. I mean, come on. That's not even fair. | 
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| Good views on the way up to the race trails. | 
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| Nish and me killing it on the way back to Munich. | 
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| Our hotel in Munich included a rubber duckie in the bathroom. | 
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| Airport cappo. | 
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| This is what it looks like when six athletes and three staff check in to fly to Latvia. After €2,700 of baggage charges, we were on our way. What a scene. | 
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| airBaltic is new to me... and everyone on the trip. | 
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| The full moon came into view as we turned into Rigga. Pretty cool. | 
 
 
 
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