One of the best parts of racing is not so much the competition but the “escape”, when all of us go to a race it’s just like taking a break from reality and breathing. Going to Australia gave me the same feeling as all the rallies i race, i pack up my things and go away from problems and thoughts, like on a holiday. There is really nothing like sports that manages to give you a unique sense of freedom and interior relaxation. Unfortunately now my Australian adventure has finished and i’m back in Italy, at the moment i’m in Rome at my parent’s house to get some stuff and in a couple of hours i will drive 600km to Verona (north of Italy) where i live and where tomorrow morning i have to go to work (i found a 1 week job cos as you’ve seen i have no money in my bank account and still have the last payment for my Dakar entry). I’m very sad because in Australia everything was much better, furthermore i had found so many gorgeous people i’m gonna miss so much Australia that i will do everything to try and go live there in 2012. Today I took just a couple of random shots to a roadbook (i think its from Stage 3), my number plate put with the trophies and memories at my parent’s house, the cover of the Safari Guide, my blog equipment (a 299€ Asus Eeepc and a 129€ Nikon digital camera).