In Milan.

Well I have made it here. Flight was very dull but as yet I don’t feel jet lagged.

Dad finally got the bike out of customs this morning. A bit of fuel and it started second kick! Have spent the day getting it ready for Sundays start. Fitted mirrors and race numbers and gave it a polish and clean.

We picked up the support van an hour or so ago. O’bie (one of the other guys from oz doing the race with us) having never driven a van or driven in milan he drove tins massive Fiat van through the city. He was very concerned, thank god for tom-tom satellite navigation.

==August 2010 Update==
What I didn’t realise till 4am the day after I wrote this comment is that I left my bloody motorcycle jacket on the bus that took me from Malpensa to Linate, gutted. I really loved my Aerostich Darien jacket and looked forward to it and me travelling thsi great race together, what a pisser. Luckily Dad had bought his jacket which was exactly the same as mine so I borrowed his, he had a spare so he was not going without.

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