I’m a little sad. The Amazing Race is over. Watching the season finale last night, I was a nervous wreck. But in a good way, of course. When Reichen and Chip reached the finish line and broke down into tears when told they had won, I couldn’t help but get a little emotional. Over the course of the race, the final teams had stopped in a total of 24 cities on four continents and logged 44,000 miles circumnavigating the globe—a mentally and physically grueling, but, I can only assume, rewarding experience. This ain’t no sleepy vacation. Good for them. I even got a little verklempt all over again watching the interview and finale clips on The Early Show this morning. Seriously, for a travel geek like me, The Amazing Race is one of the most compelling (and vicariously exciting) shows on television. (Just please don’t call it “reality,” and lump it with all the other dreck out there.)
I watched it! I watched it!
It was the only episode of Amazing Race I’ve ever seen… and it was pretty good :)
“Just please don’t call it ‘reality,’ and lump it with all the other dreck out there.”
Oh, but I’m a dreck girl!
(Ok, not really, but I couldn’t resist saying that!)