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This Saturday morning Zabeth and I have been helping clean up the entire case. She is working inside, on the bedrooms and floor. Then she set the table for 50 people tomorrow. All week people have been cooking in preparation for the part tomorrow, the phrase is "per domenica" as in it's for Sunday don't eat it. I don't know how long ago, but they added on to the existing house, which has been in the family for at least three generations. They added where we now stay, a three room plus kitchen agriturismo. They also added on an industrial kitchen downstairs which is used to rent out for dinner parties and events. That's where Zabeth is helping. I am helping Sergio clean the barn. It's a great big dusty cinder block structure, but much more modern than other buildings because it was built when the addition was. We came in for lunch and had fish pasta, fresh cut pig meat. I forget the cut but I heard the saw working so know its fresh. As we ate it started raining so maybe that prolongs our rest. Yesterday Paola was prepared to drive us about an hour to catch the bike race, but first thing in the morning we found a schedule and caught the early train to savona. Upon arrival we didn't know how to get to the starting line, but one stop in a sport shop and they gave us directions. We were three hours early so we walked through the start area, then took pictures and walked down the street towards the savona beach. Pulled off at a market and had a beer, just since there was so much time before the race. The little stand also made great focaccia bread, offered of course free of charge. So that negated the need to find lunch. After, we walked back to the start line and the team buses were arriving. That was the highlight of the day. The buses all have the logos and sponsors on them, they look like a big jersey from the team. They put the bikes on display outside the bus for people to scope out, just sitting on a rack. There are also the cars parked next to the bus with all the extra bikes loaded on top, the cars are painted up in all the logos as well. The coolest part though is when some of the riders come out, some ride the stationary bike to warm up. Others just walk right off, get on the bike and cruise straight through the crowd to the starting line. We assume they weren't very good, and made it through the mass unrecognized. Actually there are so many people on bikes and dressed up in their bike gear that sometimes you don't know who's a racer and who's spectator. But if you look closely you can figure that a professional probably doesnt carry a cell phone and reading glasses in their pocket. We waited outside of the RadioShack bus, because it's recognizable as lance armstrongs team, though he doesn't ride. One rider from the team was a favorite, Frank Schleck. We waited for him to come off to get our picture of the star and of course he was the last one off and had to do an interview before he started. After he left though we walked to the start and found numerous riders making last minute preparations, and they were much more interesting to see. We caught the start from about 30 seconds down the road and then the entire thing was over. We had some interesting train connections to make, but we finally did. Got home and picked cherries, then some bees made a hive in the tree so they had to be apprehended.