Everything had gone ok until a jobsworth on the gate told me I couldn't take my metal water bottle into the circuit. Why, I have no idea. Maybe they thought I might throw it at Marc Marquez or something. So I had to trek back to the bike. I wasn't best pleased, as you can imagine.
We got to our seats, to find some french blokes sitting in them. They soon moved. Turned out we were surrounded by them and they just seemed to sit anywhere that took their fancy. They are ignorant gits, so we're hoping they aren't there tomorrow.
The weather was fabulous, very sunny and very warm. We were sure it was more than the 24 the weather app suggested. Despite applying suntan lotion, we still have some red bits this evening.
Our seats are right at the end of the main straight at turn one, with a view of turn two and we were 'treated' to several incidents at both corners.
We have a few Brits across the Moto 3 and Moto 2 classes but apart from Jake Dixon, 3rd on the grid, there's little to shout about. Maybe things will be better tomorrow.
Once again we ate at the hotel and indulged in a couple of beers. We had gone up town but everywhere was heaving, so had little choice but to come back to base. We stocked up on water and snacks from the shop next door, as it's a lot cheaper than buying at the circuit. We'll leave earlier than today though, so will have to get brekkie at the circuit.
Tomorrow promises to be the same weather wise, though there may be some rain overnight.
Until tomorrow.
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