Wednesday 28 October 2015

Best thing I ever did


I was up early on saturday for my 40 min flight to Kuala Lumpur and  I noticed several people sporting tshirts that told me they too were on their way to Sepang to watch the race.

Once we landed at Kuala Lumpur I overheard a man asking for directions to the shuttle buses that took people to the race circuit,and later on I met the same man down by the exits and I struck up a conversation with him.  Luca, the Italian worked and lived in Singapore and this was his first visit to the Sepang Race circuit, just like me....

So Luca and I hung out together during the weekend.  I realised I should have taken a picture with him but oh well....

Moto3
Nothing describes the noise of the engines as they go roaring past the stands, you can feel it in your bones and the noise stays in your head long after you have left the circuit.

the stands were overcrowded, as this race was
Vale waving to his fans at the Rossi Grandstand
promising to be a cracker as Valentino Rossi had started a verbal war with Marc Marquez which  translated to dog fights on the track ..... it did however push Vale to make a mistake in judgement and Marquez crashed out of the race because of it.  exciting and controversial...

As an event organiser I couldnt stop myself looking around to see  how things could have been done better....and man I was gritting my teeth at the obvious lack of organisation.... the shuttle buses location, the pick up points, the lack of manpower to direct human traffic, the total disregard to human safety, fire regulations and the overcrowding of stands and busses, the lack of water and food at the stalls..... I could go on. But somehow all of that didnt spoil my mood and even when I was being shoved in front of the shuttle bus as the crowd surged to try and get on it....I still didnt lose my cool but calmly moved out of the crowd and walked to the other point where I knew my bus would be.  Even when I realised I was in the wrong line (it was the line to buy tickets for the return shuttles) I still didnt get impatient at the lack of signs or that I had lost 10 minutes in the wrong queue...

as a life expereince, it ranks up there as one of the top three things I have ever done, the first two
Valentino Rossi
being having my two babies... and I am already looking forward to next year...


Tuesday 20 October 2015

excited...4 sleeps to go

so the Motogp has been building up to be one cracker of a season.

Valentino Rossi, 9 times champion and at 36 years old is the old man on the track, has been at the top of the championship points table for some time now.... and with 2 races left to go, his closest rival is 11 points behind him.

Excerpt from the Motogp website -

Mathematically Rossi could claim the title in Malaysia if he is third or higher and Lorenzo is unable to score. Even if this scenario does not occur, Rossi can finish second in the remaining two rounds and still secure his tenth world title.

The next race is at Sepang, Malaysia, and I am finally going to be at the circuit to watch a race, live.
I usually like to watch the race on TV as you get the whole view of the race not just when they go whizzing past your seat.  I probably wont get to see all the action as the Sepang track doesnt have enough large screens for spectators to watch the whole race but its the atmosphere and the noise and just being physically there.

As usual I like to plan things.....so I start stressing about location, hotel, getting there, exits and taxi ranks and food and everything under the sun....must be the event planner in me. I have poured over the map of the circuit several times over the last few days, getting my bearings....The fact that I am going there alone and doing this on my own has got everyone worried,  and people, it is not helping me when you keep asking me if I will be safe and will I get unwanted attention from strange men.....
I have travelled alone and I have lived in Malaysia and I do  beleive that I am observant and aware enough of my surroundings to anticipate any trouble.  of course Murphy can rear his ugly head and  "what can go wrong will go wrong" will be top most in my head, and that should keep me on my toes.

But
I am excited...I just cant fucking wait to get on the plane on Saturday morning and spend my weekend with like minded people to watch the MotoGP live and feel the noise of the machines reverberate right through me...




Friday 9 October 2015

me myself and I.... and simone

Simone:  You are fucking crazy and you bloody know it

Me: why!! why am I crazy?

Simone: Because he will hurt you again and again and agian

Me: I know that...of course I bloody know that

Simone:  Then why, why do you want him back?

Me:  Sometimes you give me too much credit..... like you think I have a fucking clue...

Simone:  Which is why I think you are crazy

Me:  thats not the same, me being crazy has nothing to do with  having a clue or not

Simone:  You are crazy, You let P get away

Me: No I am not crazy, P wants the passion and I cant give him that while I am still crazy about A

Simone:  see I told you, you were crazy

Me: Oh for fucks sake


thats how the conversations go in my head.....
** simone is the voice in my head**