Our little band of racers take off on this leg to Catania, a new city that, once again no one can pronounce Lake, darling, you are in a race of course they are going to send you to “another” town if you stay in one place you aren’t racing you are on vacation.
The head-counting task seemed pointless, it must have been a warm-up so no one cramped up at the Detour. I did love the fake sign-in sheet — but the hippies' funniest prank was getting Monica to hug them before she noticed their Eau de Fishy. Monica you started out so well with your fish but then it became the “worst thing” you’ve ever done, carry a big smelly fish? Gee honey, you should be thankful because most people have to do a lot of things tougher than that. At the market Mojo's sucky grasp of foreign languages caught up with them as they wondered why no one would answer to the name "Jinga."
Fran and Barry seem to have gotten the hang of choosing between tasks and they had a blast selling fish. Meanwhile, Dave frustrated the hell out of all women by refusing to ask for directions but then Lori, dear, you could have rolled down your window and asked for your own darn self. And I don't know if it was a race thing or a language barrier, but every time poor Ray asked for directions, people said no as if he were selling magazine subscriptions.
Roadblock; the kayak-polo thing was interesting; do the teams just stay there and play all day? Phil said a continuous game of kayak polo. But it did give some racers the chance to wash off the fish juice Lori and Dave knew they were goners from the start, though they managed some hopeful talk about non-elimination possibilities. Again, they are sweet with the "May the force be with you" and "I love you's." nerds do in fact rule, Dave. Too bad they rarely win footraces.
The head-counting task seemed pointless, it must have been a warm-up so no one cramped up at the Detour. I did love the fake sign-in sheet — but the hippies' funniest prank was getting Monica to hug them before she noticed their Eau de Fishy. Monica you started out so well with your fish but then it became the “worst thing” you’ve ever done, carry a big smelly fish? Gee honey, you should be thankful because most people have to do a lot of things tougher than that. At the market Mojo's sucky grasp of foreign languages caught up with them as they wondered why no one would answer to the name "Jinga."
Fran and Barry seem to have gotten the hang of choosing between tasks and they had a blast selling fish. Meanwhile, Dave frustrated the hell out of all women by refusing to ask for directions but then Lori, dear, you could have rolled down your window and asked for your own darn self. And I don't know if it was a race thing or a language barrier, but every time poor Ray asked for directions, people said no as if he were selling magazine subscriptions.
Roadblock; the kayak-polo thing was interesting; do the teams just stay there and play all day? Phil said a continuous game of kayak polo. But it did give some racers the chance to wash off the fish juice Lori and Dave knew they were goners from the start, though they managed some hopeful talk about non-elimination possibilities. Again, they are sweet with the "May the force be with you" and "I love you's." nerds do in fact rule, Dave. Too bad they rarely win footraces.
