In Innsbruck, it's quite a beautiful morning for a bobsled ride. The Asshat Evil Anthem For Strings plays as Teri and Ian literally strap on black hats (heh) and lower themselves into the bobsled. Due to my love of humanity, the presence in this bobsled of other people prevents me from rooting for a freak accident. As Asshat gets ready to go, Ken looks on with trepidation. He voices over that he fears both heights and going fast, so this is really not an event that's built to go easy on his psychological tics. "Can you put your feet down?" he asks Gerard quietly. Gerard laughs. "It's not the Flintstone-mobile," he replies. Hee. No kidding, Kenny; I really don't think you want to put your feet down, unless you're looking to shorten your legs. The bobsled takes off down the hill. Ian voices over how it was really fast and really cool and he forgot for a moment how evil and wicked and mean he is. Okay, I added the last part. But he was thinking it. Screw humanity -- crash! Crash! There is no crash. When it's all over, he pronounces it "unbelievable-like." Whatever, jackass.
At the top of the hill, next into the bobsled are Derek and Drew. Yes, yes, down the hill. It's all very fast.
Asshat opens the next clue, and it says to get across town to the Gondola Norkette, which will take them up a mountain to the Seegrube station. Because going up the mountain is what gondolas do, when not located in Venice. They take off. Ian is still wearing yesterday's salmon-pink shirt. EW. They had all night to change their clothes, you know. Yuck, yuck, yuck.
Derek and Drew speed down the hill. Whoosh! When they get down the hill and get the clue, their cab is waiting.
Up at the top, Kenny is getting nervous some more. "Let's go figure-skating," he chuckles nervously. Gerard points a finger at him. "That ain't happening," he says mock-sternly. The bobsled approaches as Gerard, already wearing his helmet, helps Ken with his. Kenny, for no apparent good reason, swats Gerard on the side of the head. Gerard swats back. Ah, sibling love.
At 8:20 in Munich, Andre and Damon arrive at last. It occurs to me at this point that, depending on what happens in the rest of the leg, it's still not outside the realm of possibility that they could catch up, even after their horrible airport experiences, thanks to the hours-of-operation situation. After all, they're only a train ride away from Innsbruck, once they get past the puppet, and...well, somebody could fall and break a leg or something. Damon voices over to that effect, saying that "it's not over until you put your foot on the mat." Well, amen to that.