

I carbo loaded at Massimino's tonight with some old friends and some new friends. The owner, or maybe it was the owner's cousin, Pauli, hooked me up with some serious Italian food, a t-shirt, and a big kiss. This Norwegian has never been kissed by an adult male who is not related to me. I guess there is a first time for everything. If I crash in the last six miles, it is not because of lack of food. I threw down about a loaf of bread, three Cokes, a big bowl of fussili pasta, and some mussels. I was in bed by 11:00 p.m. as 4:00 a.m. was going to come early.
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