And again, I crashed today. Seriously, I've had enough of this. My tuck-and-roll technique was near perfect, but I didn't do a good job of choosing where I landed, so I ended up with a pedal to the kidney. Damn. But, unlike yesterday, this crash was completely someone else's fault. I take solace in that. Kim's done a great job of taking care of me, so hopefully I'll be fresh and ready for another tumble in morning.

Other than that, the race was pretty good for us. Jeff almost held off the field for the final two laps, then Kirk almost won the sprint. Now that we have a bit better idea of what to expect, it looks like it should be a good week for us.

After the race, we had about a 5 mile transfer up to another hotel on the edge of town. The rest of the guys rode over here, but I was too busy holding an ice pack on my side and pouting, so I rode in the car. Gus made me navigate, but we made it anyway. My cause wasn't helped by the fact that the english names for the roads don't correspond to those on the map. For example, "Chingchang" is the same as "Jhingzang." Complicated. On top of trying to decipher street names, we were dodging scooters and cars trying to make left turns from right hand lane. It seems that traffic laws here aren't so much laws, but more just gentle suggestions. I watched a car cut off a scooter carrying a father and his young daughter. Back home such a move would have led to irate screams and lewd gestures. But, the scooter driver didn't react in any way. Just changed course a bit to avoid the crash, then kept going as if nothing happened.

But that's it for now. See below for a picture of the hotel for the evening. Pretty nice. My back hurts.