On the road from Munich to Olivone. This was easier and more fun than driving the cargo van into downtown Munich. |
Fraser stayed awake for a while... but pretty soon he got tired. Jet lag is rough. |
The stadium in Campra the day before the race. |
Welcome to Switzerland. |
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. |
Hallway Bocce with Nish and Zoe. |
Campra trails. Decent. |
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. |
Hippie cafe. |
Nish and Phil slaying the all time largest pot of cheese fondue. |
Giovani (the hotel owner) utilizing the meat slicer in the dining room at our hotel. |
You've heard of a tree fort? This is a ski fort. |
Wax cabins. |
Fraser got tired again. |
Locally produced fig yogurt. I mean, come on. That's not even fair. |
Good views on the way up to the race trails. |
Nish and me killing it on the way back to Munich. |
Our hotel in Munich included a rubber duckie in the bathroom. |
Airport cappo. |
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. |
airBaltic is new to me... and everyone on the trip. |
The full moon came into view as we turned into Rigga. Pretty cool. |
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