11:40 PM. Joseph and Monica. She is very happy about heading to Rome, unsurprisingly, although she talks about how the race sometimes makes her feel "like [she's] going crazy," which many of us have noticed while watching her announce, for instance, that carrying a fish is the worst thing she's ever done in her entire life. She mentions how they go from doing great to having her "bawling and freaking out." Self-awareness is certainly worth something. Monica also mentions that she's always afraid of someone racing right past them. "That fear really makes you very emotional," she says. Also making her emotional: sad songs that say so much, kitties, and probably Ace Young. Just a guess; she seems like the type to go for that whole "Oh, baby, kiss me and let this butterfly alight on your finger" thing. As they leave in their car, she says, "Ugh, it smells like dead fish in here." I bet it does, too, and that would not be what I would want to encounter right at the beginning of a leg. This entire leg kind of makes me hope that the people who rented the cars to this show were really well compensated. I have a feeling they'll be showing this one at the European Rental Car Dealers' Association Conference as part of the presentation Reality, No!.
11:53 PM. Fran and Barry. In an interview, Barry proudly has his arm around Fran and her psychotic purple hat as he salutes her "mental toughness." He calls his wife "a rock." And then, as he does with all immovable objects, he runs her over with their car. Ha ha! Just kidding! (Spoiler!)
Eric and Jeremy arrive at the train station. They get inside and find that the station is not actually open yet, and will not open until 4:00 AM. I have a feeling that's enough time for twenty or thirty sexual encounters for either one of them, so I think I know what they're going to be doing with their free time. They also learn from the bored security guard that their 8:00 AM train is indeed the first one to Rome. Ah -- perhaps we will finally get a nice bunch and stop watching the same teams march around single-file like kids at a fire drill. BJ and Tyler are just behind them getting to the station, and when they get there, BJ calls out, "What's the story, ladies?" Because insulting guys by calling them women is exactly what you do when you're searchers for the funny and ironic. Not to mention the blisteringly original. I can sort of understand how this entire knot of assholes could end up drunk off their asses half-naked and reaching for each other's underwear. After a while, there's nowhere to go with your shtick but directly to the "getting drunk and doing it" place. Or so I've heard.