The Canadian

I was sitting in the kitchen the last Friday morning after a long training session eating a massive sandwhich. Here in the kitchen you'll always find at least four people eating excessive amounts of food. However on Friday was somebody new, he was dressed in a FC Barcelona tracksuit. We all greeted him, his name was Stefan and he said he was staying for the weekend for a race somewhere in Belgium. He explained that the tracksuit was given to him by his team "FC Barcelona". One of the guys asked him if whether he played for the football team and he explained that the football team also sponsored a cycling team and that they had the 5th biggest budget in Spain.

He came from Canada and had been staying in Spain for quite a while now. He's quite a lucky bastard, not only does he get to ride for a spanish team, but he also gets to live in a house with a a bunch of female super models. Apparently he is a male model and got the job when he was waitering in Canada and an agent from Diesel jeans offered him a job.

He says the Spanish cycling is a different experience to the Belgian. Instead of being shat out for passing someone here in Belgium, they would move over for you and offer you a place in front in Spain. He also told us of how frustratingly slowly the spanish riders go on the flat and what monsters they turned to when the hills came.

Anyway, I thought I might as well start telling you about the interesting characters I meet, and this was definetely one of them. I woke up this morning and he was gone, off to the warm sun in Barcelona.