I know I just posted a blog but this one will be quick. You should see the snow at the moment! It is ridiculous, I cna't see further than 15ms in front of me cause it's snowing too heavily, it's a just a blanket white. We've had 10cms in about 2 hours and it's getting heavier. it's going to be hard tomorrow shovelling the drive way. Anywayz just thought you should all know that and tomorrow we will have over 60cms of snow, as at the moment it's already 50cms and its just 10.00pm.
Catchyaz all
Ciao
Cal

Paris, with the school.

Well this one was extremly different, just a completely different experience. First off though, thanks to Penny for the really nice comment on the last blog. Anywayz we left Sunday night at 9.30pm in a bus with only one seat each. Of course you've got 50 rowdy teens in a bus on a school trip, I mean did the profs really think we were going to sleep? We watched movies, ate junk food, threw the footy i brought around a bit and generally jsut disturbed the bus driver. Because it's law in France that a bus/truck must stop every 2-3 hours everyone would pile out for a smoke and drinks and food at the gas stations along the way. This was great as we had a small rugby match every two hours and got a bit of excersise. It also meant everyone woke up every 2-3 hours. I know I feel asleep around 4 in the morning and I was one of the first. We finally got there at 9 in the morning, got our bags into the hotel and had breakie which consisted of a bowl (yes a bowl, not a mug, not a cup, not a veyr large glass but a bowl) of hot chocolate, a crossant and some bread. Then it was off to some museum to see some painting which i think was called the Nymphes.

That arvo we had lunch in a park, chasing joggers and interviewing randoms cause someone had a fake mike. A really good moment was when the girl went up to a couple and asked to interview them and they replied with "sorry we're American we don't speak French". So the group called me in to translate, it was cool because it showed they had enough faith in me that i could easily translate in both languages, I don't know I guess that just showed me how much I've improved. I don't actually remember that afternoon but I think it was another museum somewhere which we did nothing but imitate the statues and take odd photos. I actually don't remember anything else in order except for the last night, so I'll just write about odd things that stand out in my memory.

Of course the Louvre stands out, I mean Mona Lisa took me forever to find, I may have walked past it abotu 4 times jsut because i couldn't see it due to the amount of people in front of it, also the fact that here it's called La Jaconde didn't help my cause. I eventually found it and it's actually pretty small and i'm not sure my but pretty spectacular. I also saw Milo and she's fair cool too. The other museums we saw included Musee D'Orsay which is like all monnet and van gough and those dudes, that was pretty cool and it was good when I recognised the painting however some you just got to think whether it was the painter or their 5 year old kid. I mean I know they pass it off as abstract but seriously one was just white, I reckon he just couldn't be bothered on a Friday afternoon. We also went to Musee Du quai Branly which is like all primitive arts which was cool when we got to the Aboriginal arts. I thank my parents for that trip to Central Australia and various school trips to aboriginal art gallerys because I could actually say a few things about the paintings and not make a fool of myself. After that was some mussium that sounded like Musee du Bonbon, which is translated into musium of lollies but it was more abstract futuristic art which mostly just gave me a head ache. Sadly after all the museums I have realised I will never be an art lover as I developed a tendency to pick apart paintings when the reasons I didn't like it were the reasons it was famous.

The next major part of the trip was the plays. Three all up; 1 was awful the other two were great. After the first play I thought maybe I wouldn't be much of a theatre person either; I slept for 2 hours of the 2.10hr play, much to my luck so did more than half the class and 2 of the 4 profs with us, hence no trouble ensured. I mean I no that was bad of me but I was really tired, it was late and the play was awful it was a Samuel Beckett play, Fin de Partie or something along those lines, Samuel Beckett's like huge but this was just 2 guys living in a dumpster, with lot's of angry rants and this one guy throwing jsut about everything against a tin wall, it was just awful. However the second one was Fantasio and I stayed awake for that one, very odd storyline but very clever and I enjoyed that one immensly. That one was at Commedie Francais (Melbourne's Playhouse however it's more like Broadway) Very famous and absolutely stunning theatre. The next one was a two man skit which looked dull to begin with but turned out to be hilariously funny and I am so glad my french is better so that I can understand it because it was just great.

And of the course the third and final part of Paris, which is without a doubt the most important part was the social aspect. 50 Kids in a Youth Hostel Seperate rooms spread over a large distance, as soon as lights went out the fun started. There was a group of Canadiens also staying in the same palce and they had the same lights out time as us: 11pm. At 11.30 once all the profs had finished expections, if you sat at your window and looked out over the courtyard, you'd see so many shadows sneaking around the edges, whisper and lots of giggles. Most nights people slept at about 3 or 4 and generally it wasn't in the right room, more often than not they'd left their keycards back in their own rooms so some interesting, ways of breaking into the rooms where developed. My rooms way of preference was through a 4 storey window, next door to ours then onto the roof of the hotel and down through the skylight. There were easier ways this was just the most amsuing to 3 16 yr old boys at 4 in the morning. We were also given a lot of 'Quartier Libre' (free time) quite often we were given maybe an hour before a show or just 30 mins while we waited for the other group, two times stood out for me the first was when we were given 2 hours, we all started at Jardin Du Luxembourg and were told to meet at the Louvre for lunch. O' I forgot to mention the Louvre has a shopping mall attatched, how many museums have shopping malls attatched? This became our favourite palce to eat as it had everything from Italien - Mexican - Chinese - Greasy Burgers. Anywayz yeh my group of 5 decided to walk it instead of taking the metro so we could hit the shops along the way (I'm not sure what the other groups did when they got there with another 1.40 hrs to go, probably more shopping) it was really cool just stopping in random small shops, buying small trunkets, mucking around in the Paris streets, just generally being over excited kids. The second time was the last night when at first we were given the option that afternoon of buying a Pique-Nique (how do you spell it in English?) or eating out at a restaurant on the Champs Elsyees, half the class went for the P-N the other for the restaurant, now as I thought I was pretty low on cash after the shopping spree that arvo I went for the P-N. After the show it turned out now of the restaurants would let us in (snobby parisian restaurants) so we were given free time for 3 hours from 8.30-11.30pm in paris to find dinner and to meet back at the Louvre. I went with about 10 others to Maccas (weirdly in France it's called Macdos) and we had the best night there. I had my disgusting P-N (Indian bread with various meats and salsa dip) and the rest had maccas, it was funny watching people get freaked out by my food including other tables, then we whipped out the music and got some dancing going, the favourite was Hugh Grant's dance in Love Actually one girl did a solo including the stairs part of which we used the Maccas' stairs, it had everyone in hysterics and nobody minded really, it was a good show. We then mucked around outside maccas and danced for cash (of which we got none) before finally trapsing back to the Louvre.

That night we drove home at 1 in the morning, no-one slept till 5 or 6 in the morning and then every1 slept untill we arrived back home at 12 midday. When I left for Paris, there was no snow where I'm living a lot about 200ms higher than me but now where I am. When i returned I can't go anywhere without getting dumped with snow, we ahve 40cms and it's been snowing since 3pm and it won't let up tonight. Tomorrow morning I'll clear the drive way and the steps. It's so cool, everythings white! Anywayz I need to sleep, no ridign tomorrow again due to snow and gyms closed so maybe a run or an ergo? We'll see, good luck to all ridign the scratch and pursuit today at Metros and Countrys and congrats to all in the sprint and 500m yesterday, some good results floated through, special congrats to Gracie Harry and Ferg for good times/medals. Sorry if others got good times and medals, I haven't heard much about the day just small things.

Anywayz ciao

Cal

Paris and the last four weeks, I am so sorry

Wow well I guess it's been about 4 and a bit weeks since I've last done this. I apologise profusely for how slack I've been. A lot has happened in the past 4 weeks so this is going to be a long one, I'll run through the weeks in order.


The first week was actually fairly uneventful, nothing much happened, it was the last week at school and probably like most schools in the world, the kids are just thinking about the holidays and can't be bothered working and the teachers are the same. Finally Friday came, everybody said they're good byes and we all jetted off to our various destinations, some off to Italy, some to Belgium, Switzerland, England, Germany and still no one went further than Melbourne to Brisbane. For me it was off to Poitiers and then onto to Paris :)





After 8 hours in the car we got to Poitiers, famous for two things Futurscope; an amusement park which is supposed to be all about the future (hence the name) and second, the fact that the Tour de France prologue was held there a few years back. Our reason for going there was to see Marie's older brother; Hugo, who studies at the university there ESCEM which is the 39th best business school in Europe. We spent a nice time there wandering around Saturday arvo, Marie hit the shops with Michelle while the boys went for a walk, saw the local church and had a drink. Its probably about the same size as Bendigo. very cute little town with lots of old buildings and winding streets which suddenly open into massive squares. That night Hugo, Remi and I went to a local pub to watch the soccer match Marseille vs Paris, for the french this is like Essendon vs Collingwood. We were supporting Marseille, however unfortunately they lost, it was a good game and a nice night. The next day was spent at Futurscope. It's an interesting, somethings are a little lame but they had some great movies, a lot of them where u sit in a simulator and it threw you aroudn according to what the actor was doing. As I said a little earlier it was interesting and I'm glad I went but it doesn't measure up to our parks on the gold coast. That night we dined out at an American restaurant, basically it was just fat and oil but it tasted good. Matters were made worse by the fact that the next we were back in the car and therefore had no opportunity to work the junk out of our system however my mood quickly changed when we arrived in Paris.

we arrived in Paris and I was immdediately hit by how big it was just by how far out the outer-suburbs stretch. we joined the throbbing line of cars trying to get in. we knew exactly where we were trying to get to however the number of one way streets prevetned us from doing so for at least an hour with much frustration and tooted horns. At last we got to our hotel (Hapimag) and made it up to our room.

Now because I did so much at Paris I can't remember which days i did everything on (however I will never forget what I did) So i'm just going to lay it all out.our hotel was near Notre Dame, it was on the left bank bank so we had a pretty classy quartier with lots of shops. I think it was the first night we were there that we went for a walk to Notre Dame, when we got there it started absolutely bucketing down so we took shelter inside. It's a pretty big place. I can't really describe it but it had paintings on the roof and massive alcoves on each side with gold everywhere, it was very spectacular. After that we gave up waiting and just decided to sprint home. We also visted Sacre Coeur and Montmarte, Sacre Coeur was even more impressive, i think mainly because it was situated on the top of a hill and you could see all of Paris. inside was greatm made even better by the fact that they had their own crazy guy. There were signs out the front asking people to take off their hats and not to take photos. Anyway as soon as someone with a hat walked in he'd be right by their side asking them to take their hat off in about 6 different languages. However the funniest thing was when someone would walk in with a camera around their neck; this guy would watch them like a hawk. Then as soon as they took a photo he would sprint over to them, grab them by the arm and manhandle them out of the church, Remi, Hugo, Michelle and I sat there waiting for about 30mins giggling everytime a flash would go off.

We also saw the other main attraction such as Tou Eiffel, Arc de triumpg, Champs Elysees, Mini and Grande Palais, the obelisk and the Lourve (Outside). All of thses were amazing and fenerally so much bigger than I'd ever imagined them, you hurt your neck just looking up at Tour Eiffel. Champs Elysees is like a massive freeway but with some of the world's biggest brands lining the sides, Arc de Triumph is massive and so many cars cars just drive round and round it looking at it. The artwork on it is amazingly delicate and theres so much of it. The Mini and Grande Palais live up to their names of palais, I'm pretty sure any Monarchy would be happy to live in there. The Mini palais I believed is wrongly named, may be a better name would be "slightly less Grande Palais". The Obelisk is well, an Obelisk. It's very tall, stunningly beautiful yet very otu of place in paris. And the outside of the Louvre is like all the pictures and films. It has three glass pyramids, one of them quite big, and fountains all around, in the middle of this massive courtyard. The Pyramids and fountains looked very out of place in Paris also, amazingly stunning but just so weird, so modern in the middle of such an old building. The other main attraction we saw was Versaille.

if this place sold off it's gold we would be able to fix all of the world's poverty problems. it is amazing, everything is gilted with gold. The front fence is fold and so is every doorway, when I saw the fence I was kind of struck by the irony; fences are for keeping people out, so they can't steal anything, yeh? People don't need to go past the gate to get something worthwhile, they can just steal the gate. Apparently during the revolution the place was torn to shreds however over the years various associations and the French government over the years have bought pieces back. One of the biggest donours was John Rockafeller, there is a plaque in the main hall saying thanks to him. It's a very overwhelming place, you just got to wonder how you could live in a palce like that, with so much gold, silver and marble, i'd feel so guilty. The gardens are also impressive, they seem to stretch on forever. I mean to maintain that place would take the army.

All of these things in Paris were amazing and blew my mind btu none more so than a small street that we walked up one afternoon. It started off as the seedy area of Paris with street games and prostitutes on every corner, a few sex shops and what not, then a little further up all the shops turned into tailor shops. Remi was tellign me that the day after any big brand comes out with a new line of clothes all these shops are closed and the day after that their shelves are stacked full of the famous brand's clothes. You could buy this stuff for a tenth of the price you can on Champs Elysees. That street then faded once again and was replaced by something that looked like it was out of Greece, then Turkey, India and then various African countries. It was amazing, I felt as though I'd just travelled the world in a couple hours worth of walking. Somewhere along the way Michelle and Marie got picked up off the street and taken down some back alley to get their nails done, there they spent 30-40mins while Remi and I went for a drink. It was great to see another side of Paris which showed me it wasn't all glitz and glam at Paris.

So many more things happened in Paris but I just dimply don't have the time to write about it all sorry, I could write all day but you have to experience for youself to truly understand it. If you have never been, pack your bags and go now, it will be something that you will never forget for the rest of your life.

When I got back I fell sick and had 3 days off school, it was nice to sleep, Paris had been tiring. Since then the weather has start to get really cold, two days ago it snowed in the morning and these past few mornign it's been -3 and -4 degrees when I headed out for school. I've been trying to ride as much as possible but it's getting harder and harder, my Basso needs excersise! I did one ride a little while ago however, where I rode up to the base of the Col du Galiber and they already had more snow there than Mt. Buller will ever get. I've had a couple of parties recently, including one at mine last week but tomorrow night (actually as I right this it has just become tonight) I have a very big one, so far 150 people have bought tickets, which is huge considering the town we're having it in would be lucky to have 150 people under the age of 20, it should be a lot of fun. the before party will be at mine because we're going to watch the Aussies vs France at Paris, that should be fun however if the Aussies lsoe it's going to be a very sad night. This morning I had to do a presentation on Australia, of course it went wrong right from the start; my powerpoint refused to load. in the end I just jumped on Google and puleld up pictures and spoke about them, wasn't the wya I wanted it to work out but I got my point accross and now every wants to come to Australia however I thouroughly freaked them out about the snakes and Crocodiles, I showed them a photo which i think will have them awake all night, if you google images "Snake pulling Cow out of water" you will see what I mean, it is quite a scary picture. The difference between Australian and French schooling was driven home to me when one of the slacker kids in the class asked in earnest if I wanted the class to take notes? I mean in Aus we would have been stoked to get an easy hour, not trying to make it harder than it needs to be. Anwayz I leave for Paris again on Sunday night with my class. 5 days in paris with mates should be an amazing experience. I've actually got a pretty packed weekend with a run, a ride and a gym session tomorrow, the game and then the party saturday night and then sudnay I guess will be spent packing and making sure I'm 100% ready to go that night.

Actually wait, wow I completely forgot to say something about Paris. I went to an Aussie bar! They were serving Toohey's new beer and watchign the AUS vs GBR Rugby league watch on the big screen. It was a great night, msot of the servers were Aussies and I walked up to the bar to order some drinks and I started talking to the barman in French, he gives me this very confused expressions and in very slow calm English goes "I am sorry but I do not speak French do you speak English?" I nearly burst out in laughter but also felt quite proud that he took me for a native speaker. I then asked him how long he'd been in Paris for and I'm pretty sure that gave him the shock of the night, to hear another Aussie accent. Turns out he was a Queenslander who's back packing around Europe and needs some money. The drinks were on the house. I also spoke with a Suede (I'm sorry but I've forgotten how to spell it in English only French, it's people who come from Sweden) who spoke with an Aussie accent. That was one of the best nights I had in Paris.

Anwayz I could go on gasbagging about Paris untill 5 in the morning but for now I need my sleep, I'm still considering sleeping outside but I'm not sure it'll snow tonight, it's 2 degrees at the moment and the winds blowing so strong I think if it snowed the snow would get blown straight past us. I will try and blog Sunday after the Party and before Paris but I will be busy that day so don't hold me to it. Good luck to Gracie and the rest of the girls contesting the womens omnium on Sunday, also for Metro and County riders contesting those events next week and get better soon Ol, hope you're alright, we all wana see you right for states.

Ciao
Cal

Slow week but also a(n) historic one

First things first with historic is it a or an I know H isn't a vowel but still a historic sounds weird an sounds better but it defies the rule, a comment on it would be greatly appreciated.

Anywayz the slow week was kinda nice, I didn't do a lot. Had a great ride Wednesday rode up into the the rich part of the area, up a great col and into Italy, it was nice, decent weather went alone and its a great decent no brakes needed just go. Tuesday and Thursday nothing but school, although Friday was also nothing but school however I found out that there's another Aussie girl coming in December. Shes a Brighton girl which is cool, it'll be nice to have another person from my area around, really nice. I miss the Aussie accent and Aussie slang.

Anyway Saturday was X-country. I raced my first race of 2.5km with Savanah we came in at 42nd which wasn't bad, it was fun, I spured her on in french which was cool and it was fun to run. Anyway i finished with her and jogged down to pick up my pants from the start line and met a mate who was running with his gf's little brother so i ran with them again another 2.5km and this time we came 7th. It was funny because the kid in the last straight had another kid coming up behind him and we were screaming at him to keep going and he's going i cant i cant and my mate Juan was shouting shut up and keep going it was great. Anyway we won and finished 7th. After that run which was a bit harder i was asked to run with savanah's cousin who was older and had to run 3km, I said yes. It was fun we lined up and took off, it was like normal Melbourne High X-country, elbows flying people shoving and lots of people ending up on the ground. We made it through the first part and kept going anyway after about 500ms i hit a rock and sprained/twister my ankle. Took the lap out then limped to the finish. We finished at 22nd which was cool, but my ankle is the size of a tennis ball and it's strapped. I can't walk and it's actually a good feeling. My first injury and it took me nearly 2 months, I'm pretty proud.

That night I had another party which was nice. Small, cute and nice just 15 or 16 people, we had Carbonara and hung out and went to bed late. Nothing much happened at the party two of my friends broke up with their bfs/gfs which was sad but such is life (a favourite french saying in English). And today I slept in 'till 10.30 went home and went to sleep at 1 and woke up in time for dinner at 6.30. I needed the sleep. I think this week everything really caught up on me and i actually had my first cry last night.

I was hanging out at the party and went outside with a few others, there's a huge area out the back of the house, which i don't think is owned by any one, but its about 10 acres probably just stretches on forever. it finishes with these massive mountains and the sky was cloudless. Anyway i was just lying there looking at the stars and they're all different. It was about 1 or 2 in the morning I was tired, the stars were different, I was sick of not being able understand during conversations and i don't know i just cracked. It was nice, I haven't cried since I've been here and i think it doesn't matter who you are you're going to cry eventually, it's inevitable. Any exchange student that says they didn't cry is a liar, it's hard work being here, the amount of fun I'm having and the rewards of what this will do to me as a person far outweighs the difficulty but the difficulty is still always there. Anyway I had my little teary looking at the stars surrounded by mountains and just open land, I felt pretty small and all i wanted was my mummy. After that I went back inside and danced and felt ok. I guess this week I slowed down and had time to think about everything and it caught up with me. Morale of this story; never slow down.

It was good though, I'm ok now, going to have an early night and tomorrow morning I'm hitting the pool and the Gym in the arvo, I'm going to go early in the morning to get a bit more of a practice in. So at 6am tomorrow morning I'll be swimming in the 2-3 degree (hopefully less, I want snow) weather chasing away the penguins. It's a nice feeling (once your warm). O and congrats to all that raced in the VSCC, CCCC collected some great results, and congrats to those that completed the Bay In A Day.

Ciao for now
Cal

Big weekend and of course stupid Callum doesn't check details before aggreeing to something

Pictures are of a week ago at Jeanne's, They're of Kathleen, the 4 boys including Myself and Pierre (the one who organises all the parties and did the strip tease), Table and of course me:).

Well this weekend was Michelle's (My host Mum) birthday. As a surprise both ehr sons were coming home for the party that night, Michelle didn't know and she went off to get a hair cut, marie went into town and I went for a ride, Remi drove to Oulx (the same place where I arrived) in Italy to pick them up. It was a beautiful day and I ahd a great ride all alone got my first piece of road rage from some italian driver going at like 70kmsph on a decent and i went round him, felt good to cop a bit of abuse, felt like beach rd. Anyway I got home and there they were, michelle grinning from ear to ear, she was stoked. Anotine the older one had brought his girlfriend, she was pretty and nice. Hugo came alone. Hugo is massive like 195 and Antoine is probably 187 or 188.. Antoine came out and had a look at the Basso and we had a discussion on it, he was very impressed, then we all went inside to have lunch, prepared by Marie, Michelle and Antoine's gf Celine. The boys speak pretty good english with Hugo fluent as all his classes at Uni are in english, must be tough. We had a nice lunch then just lazed around in the sun chatting.

That arvo I went into town to see soem friends and hang out, when I got back Hugo Antoine and I prepared the oyster, and something that looked like Pipis but I'm sure weren't, for that nights dinner. It was cool standign outside shelling the oysters and chatting about unis and future plans. Turns out Hugo's School isn't actually a Uni but a Private Business School. The difference is is more exclusive, harder to get into costs 8,000 a year (of which he thought was huge, private school boys in melbourne would laugh at) and it is internationally recognised as being a better school. Schooling here is free, Unis and High schools, theres no such thing as a private high school here so 8,000 a year is a lot for people here, however Remi explained it to me once, whiel you don't pay for education up front you pay for it when you buy a coke or a chocolate bar which is true, things are taxed pretty heavily here. Antoine goes to a normal Uni however it's ranked jsut below Hugo's in Europe i think Hugo's is 36 and Antoine's is 42 or something. Anyway they're really cool guys, Antoine strikes me as more confident, but perhaps just cause hes the oldest.

That night was great, it was seafood speciality with Oysters, Crab, those pipi things and somethign else I didn't recognise o and prawns. It was fabulous, we've still got a lot left over so I'm having Crab for lunch and dinner atm its cool. Anyway about halfway through hugo dasshes off to somewhere and comes back in a ridicoulus blue outfit looking liek something an 80s hippy would have worn to an aerobics class. This was proceded by a one man show of various femine or jsut bizarre items of clothing. It was funny but also a little strange the french have a word for it its marrant it means like quirky it was useful that night.

The next day we slept in and Antoine and I went for a small ride before TTing it back, slightly downhill, thin air, its nice you jsut sit at between 50-60, Antoine just held on so we got back quicker than expected, teh Alititude really hurt Antoine whos been living in Starsbourg. That arvo we went to a jakuzi at a friends place, it was really nice with a great view. Celine has a mad tatt on her shoulder blade, looked really good.

We drove the boys back to Oulx and that ended our weekend. Marie and Michelle were quite sad and Remi went and watched soccer but i think he was sad too. We're seeing Hugo again in 2 weeks when we go to Paris and Antoine is coming for Xmas and a ski.

The stupid decision without checking all the facts I refered to in the title happened today during a small 15min break were Kathleen, a friend, asked me if I could run with her sister Saturday morning. I said sure would be happy to (I was smart enough to check how far this time just 3km). Later on i found out I'm not just taking her for a run, I'm actually racing with her as part of a team. As part of a Government Inititive all College kids (not sure but i think thats like sub yr 8) must run their X-Country with a parent or person outside of the the College. It's to get Parents into sport. Kathleens parents can't do it, Kathleen can't be bothered, so I'm stepping in. We must run it together, with me going at her pace or vice versa. Should be interesting I'm looking forward to it. Apparently she's pretty fit so we might go alright.

One last thing before I go this morning (Moday morning) L'Equipe announced that Bernard Kohl has returned a negative for CERA. For those I've spoken to about his subject, I just gota say I hate it when I'm right. This is also really bad for Cadel considering Silence just signed Kohl so now they have a wad of cash sitting there with no one to spend it on, I say give Cadel a raise. Anyway the new rumours are 5 CSCs are under suspicion (not sure how true that is) and an Australian is involved in all this (Let's hope I'm wrong).

Off to bed now I'll keep checking L'Equipe.

Ciao for now

Cal

The Basso returns home

My bike arrived today! I got home from and school and there it was. My host mum said I squealed like a little girl when I saw it, I made a good mess of the box and the packing. I quickly got it out and built it up, It's beautiful and light as for an aluminum bike. It's a Basso and its running Veloce. The gears change smoothly the wheels role beautifully and the bike is responsive and quick, it's so nice to have a decent bike to ride around on now. A huge thanks must go out to Richard and Basso team for getting me the bike, I can't thank them enough. It's perfect, I am forever indebited to them.

I rolled out of the house and met up with Jean-Pierre my next door neighbour and got a good whistle out of him, he was very impressed, I rolled through a circuit near my house just to make sure it was perfect and nearly crashed about 3 or 4 times just because i'd corner and not being used to a light and responsive bike i'd over compensate and nearly run it into the dirt but I think i got the hang of it, the campy will take longer though.

I took the bike for a good 70-80km bash around the hills and into Italy and back, the bike like me ahdn't been in the country over 24 hrs b4 it was off into italy. Jean-Pierre and I rode out to Bardochenia (spelling is wrong so don't look it up) the ride took us up over the Col Du L'Echelle which is pretty and the top was surrounded in clouds then down the other side, the Italian side of L'Echelle has been hot mixed so you can fly. One moment Jean-Pierre and i are next to each other the next he's 100ms behind me the road and bike are a good mix. I got down a 7km 4 mins quicker than Jean-Pierre and there was only 4 hairpins. We spun into town then rode back, its funny i was only marginally quicker than jean-pierre with the old bike now i'm fine a the top and hes weazing. Thats not saying anything about me consideirng i've lost so much form its ridiculous.

We TTed it home and into the wind, felt good and bike doesn't flex much either, I mean it doens't match up to my Basso laguna but its still one of the best bike I've ever ridden.

Anwyay photos of chambery, the bike and samedi soir chez jeanne are on facebook.

Once again thanks to Richard from Basso and the Basso team.

Ciao for now

I think the altitude is messing with my sense of judgement

Well I will get to the alittude later first off Sunday.
Remi took me and one of his friends to a Handball match in Chambery. Now I dno who actually knows anything about handball but we went and saw a european championship match, Chambery vs some sloveinian team. Chambery has 3 world champ/olympic champ players including the French captain, Daniel Narcisse. It was a really good game 37-30 to Chambery, they played well. Its quick and they sorta just have the ball idly playing with it before suddenly the ball's in the back of the net it's great. However while it was a great game i think the msot exciting part of it was when we drove up we went straight past the main entrance and through a back entrance, VIP entrance :). Turns out because Remi is a big player in Hummel and because Hummel sponsor Chambery we got 3 VIP tickets. Free drinks, free food, got to meet the players after the game, and we sat behind the telecastign place so we got replays and all it was awesome. We had coaches and officails and players coming up and shaking our hands.

Anyway today. Pierre has been bugging me abotu running for a while now and I haven't really wanted to, being a snob here i thought this kid drinks and smokes I thought a run with him would be like 3 km at 6mins per km, anyway i though maybe i would run to Pierre's (4km) run with him then run home a good 9 or 10km, longest run here. But no turns out pierre had other ideas. We set off on a decent pace and i was surprised. Anyway we get about 1 km down the road and Pierre stops, o yeh i though he already needs a rest, anyway he points to a village about 2 or 3km away and goes "on va" we go. Yeh cool sounds good, lol whatever i thought. Anyway he goes off again on this pace and we run and run and run. We pass through the town he pointed at and keep going, all this is uphill and I'm starting to hurt, Pierre's still running fast. And then it kicks up again, we start going up this stupid mountain, After 9 km pierre points at a sign and in english goes "our destination" its says 6.7km and 10km, "are you serious!" a few other words were used considering i was looking forward to 7kms at an avg of about 7 or 8% on dirt roads. Anyway we kept going and at abotu 5km up the hill we run into some cows, with massive horns, we stopped and deliberated abotu wether to try and run passed them at full pace, anyway we were goign to try until the big one starts moving towards, Pierres make the exucitive decision to turn around, after an 11km so far I wasn't disappointed. We get 100ms back down the road and Pierre finds a bush track, we take it (with a few more choice words from me) and skip the cows. We made it to the top (18kms). I was cramping and feeling awful, we stoped to stretch adn drinka dn then Pierre takes off again. What is wrong with this kid! Anyway we ran and took the bush path, which lead onto another bush path and then another. This stuff was steep, it's hell on the legs to instead of trying to pick up the pace we were tryign to slow down, abotu 20mins comign straight down instead of winding down the mountain. Anyway we were wrecked and walked for about a km (thank god) and then took off again, I couldn't bend my knees anymore due to cramps and we were going slowly, finally after 30kms and 2 hours and 48mins we were back home. I quickly discarded my idea of runnign home and jumped on the bus. The longest run I'd done before this was 7km, never try 30km it aint fun especially at altitude and when you keep going higher.
Anyway i cant walk now so I'm really scared about tomorrow, thank god school starts at 10 I'm going to need the extra sleep.
Ciao for now
Cal