I have finally left NZ which is a relief all the uni work gone for a month, well kinda. It's kind of hard trying to prepare with recent races being abroad but i think i've managed to do enough. However all the cramming had a bit of an impact on my training, the enthusiasm and energy being put into training was lacking, however that seems to have picked up in the last week and the old legs seemed to have come back.

On Tuesday i started the big trip, packing seemed like a bit of a mission and as always something has to be left behind luckily only shoelaces not too much of a sought after thing. We seemed to be travelling in style courtesy of Mr Sheldrake managing to get us into the Koru lounge at each airport, i swear a couple of kilos managed to sneak in there.

We eventually ended up in Frankfurt and had the first proper airport experience with bike boxes and bags. Thanks to  Penny Hayes we had our entertainment covered, yes we were away for a month but 68kg is a just a little bit excess. Along with the incident of her bike box tumbling the entire way down the escalator.

6 hour train ride later and we've now ended up in Lausanne, Switzerland. Amazing place that is with some of the best landscapes i've seen.
Unpacking the bike is always a nervous moment and rightly so, my bike box came out open and my pedals and allen keys seemed to have fallen out somewhere on my travels. Just an 80franc replacement and i was back on the road.

Only 1 day till the next race, feeling quite excited and slightly nervous considering i haven't raced since March lets hope the body still remembers how to go to that special place.