monaco

Walking the Monaco F1 GP track yesterday was awesome. As a total F1 nerd it was a dream come true. Actually the dream would be to drive a car around the track, but walking it was still cool.

 

Ive wanted to go to Monaco since i was a kid. 1987 500cc motorbike world champion Wayne Gardner (from Wollongong where i grew up) had millions of bucks so he moved there. And i remember reading about this b1tchin lifestyle there with Ferraris, 100m yachts, supermodels and no income tax. When i went there yesterday i saw a few Ferraris, lots of boats, Don Cheadle but no supermodels. Random story but i did meet Linda Evangelista once. She was real nice to me. And real pretty. I could take that home.

 

I walked past a Ferrari garage. They only serviced Ferraris. Inside was an Enzo sitting next to an F40. They were real pretty. I could take either home.

 

I also saw a gig poster for a small club near the casino. Two weeks ago Charlie Watts (he of the Rolling Stones) played a small gig there – maybe 100 people. The place has dozens of such events each year. I want to go to there.

 

Sorry this update is big for those getting it via email. Too many photos of too much awesome stuff.

 

adam

got me thinking bout the south of france. vis-a-vis vous.

pack my suitcase, take a chance - got nothing to lose.............

 

Last few days ive been in Nice, Cannes and Monaco. Very cool place to spend some time.

 

Note the Nutella sushi rolls too. Random much?

 

Monaco update coming separate.

 

adam

when will you realize... vienna waits for you

Ok so im behind in photos and stuff. Sorry. Been busy doing nothing.

 

Some of the emails ive been sending are out of sequence. The then was the now and the here is the yesterday and then the tomorrow is the today but then the today could be the yesterday. Even i get confused and its only when i get the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour that it all sort of makes sense (shout outs to the Tohill kids!)

 

These are from Vienna back in August. Schnitzel the size of my a55. Apple strudel that was a diabetics nightmare. And then Krystel flew over just to hand deliver me Wagon Wheels. Sweet glorious Wagon Wheels. An 8 pack no less! The only food ive missed from Australia. And the Wagon Wheels trumped all of Vienna’s awesomeness. Vienna is just the type of city i could live in. Id die from the subsequent heart failure as a result of said schnitzel and strudel though. But what a way to go.

 

adam