Jolly Ambasciatori Turin

... persistent one) she was to inform us of our fateful error.<br>Once Gary has turned the pooper around we were stuck behind a Lexus hampering our progress. So following the Lexus into Chamonix, it stopped, reversed into us, ramming us of the road!<br>Crushing poop Mini poopers front wing and giving her a squint.<br>The Lexi Peni swine tried to say that he hadn't inflicted the damage to poor pooper, upon challenging him to look at the red pooper shaped mark on his rear ...

... christened 'Santa Coq'<br>Gaz didnt notice anything unusual. The towels procured from Ikea were Red White and Blue!<br>First stop Le Spar to re stock with supplies for the jouney ahead - destination Annecy and <br>then onto Chamonix. The drive towards Annecy was fairly uneventful, until we again decided <br>to ignore Dashboard Doris when Charlie 'had a good idea lads' and promptly got us lost!<br>Some time later ...

... playing field. (Pun pun pun pun)<br> <br> Not much happened during this, I ate a hot dog that tasted like a bad banana and covered that awful taste up with a belgium waffle, one which did not match the one I had purchased in belgium I am afraid. <br> <br> THe tournament was a round robin sort, so every team played each other. I would have liked to stay longer, but after four hours, randomly a security guard comes us and tells us we need invitations to sit in those ...

... went to the river once. The night before I left we went to Torino and had a very strong time there. Andrea cut my hair after not having done it since departing for Australia, it was a big thing for him and for me. <br><br> When I parted ways with the guys it was an emotional time, we had formed something of a brotherhood over the short time and then having to leave was very difficult. I hope to see them all again one day. My brothers from Ivrea!

... is fantastic; I wish this was acceptable in America. Americans view food much in the same way they view everything else: one part of an endless series of steps to satisfy their insatiable cravings. They wolf down hastily prepared-over-salted fatty processed garbage while they drive massive wasteful cars paid for on a credit card they can&#8217;t pay off. The Italians seem to recognize the result of satisfaction as being more of a process; you don ...

... door, tucked the blankets under my chin... Nothing. Couldn't sleep, could hardly rest. Whereas in college I could sleep at the drop of a hat, at nearly any time of day, this is why I can no longer relax: Okay, I have to get out of the house this morning-- I'll go for a run-- I'll go to the gym because when I run in this cold it activates that old injury-- yeah, then if I go to the gym I can stop and get the cheese for the boys' lunch-- but it's ...

... therefore we were making our own route up. I was promoting my superb Aldi gear (only boots and knickers NOT Aldi), but unfortunately there was only one fox around, no other humans. I've done an exchilarating (and boobs freezing) cycle ride zigzagging the mountain road from the snow covered ground in nearly 2000 metres to the green valley in 700 metres. John kept on passing me in Banksy. This all happened because the road was still closed (too much snow) and ...

Written in my notebook<br><br>Clara had an appointment and left quite early. Ricca and us went to his papa's apartment for lunch. The food was great. We had beef steak, risotto with porcini mushroom, white wine, etc. I was already stuffed by the steak. Ricca's brother is very good in pool. It was three or 4 something when we set out for ...

Didn't take too long to write this diary... I'm on the last day already. <br>We got up at like 8am but I was even earlier because I stopped taking sleeping <br>pills since I was in Florence. We had coffee in a cafe but no breakfast. <br>Sally had something to eat in that cafe but I didn't get any. We took a <br>bus to the downtown area. First thing we saw was ...

... and action going on. They also had cheerleaders that stood in the aisles and danced around every time there was a break in the action. Curling needs this much excitement. The Finnish team was very talented and their puck movement was very precise. The Italians played very hard, but it was not very polished hockey. They constantly tried to take the puck all the way themselves, a lot like watching 6-year-old play soccer. But the Italians held tough for ...