Previously... on "The Amazing Race"...
Eleven teams set out from Titan Tower and raced to the remote African Village of Songwe. Adam and Jay took advantage of the fast forward and arrived just ahead of brothers Matt and Jeff...
At the roadblock, more than one team found eating a ostrich egg a little hard to swallow, but in the end it was father and son Jimmy and Jimmy, Jr who were eliminated.
Ten teams remain, who will be eliminated next?
Phil: This is Songwe Village... one of the most remote places on earth. Teams checked in here at the end of the last leg for a mandatory twelve hour rest period where they can eat, sleep, or mingle with the other teams.
Adam and Jay, who checked in at 11:46 a.m, will leave at 11:46 p.m... in the dark.
"Leg two." Adam said, tearing open the envelope.
"Get yourself to Robben Island... Once there, find section B, cell 5... you may only travel by local ferry."
"Robben Island... where the fuck is that?" Jay asked
"Beats the hell outta me." Adam responded "Good thing we brought an atlas."
"Yeah." Jay replied "Let's find our car and figure this out.
Just before 12:30 the next morning, Matt and Jeff departed, followed by Jerry and Jim at 12:39 a.m., and Amy and Jillian four minutes later.
At 1:02 a.m., a tired-looking Paul and Brian departed the pit stop. They had been 'celebrating' since the feast provided by their hosts had concluded instead of what they should've been doing: sleeping. They hadn't told any of the other teams about their engagement and were planning to keep it quiet as long as possible. As far as they knew, none of the other teams even knew that they were a couple and that was fine with them.
"I know exactly where we are going." Brian announced proudly, stifling a yawn with his hand.
"You do?" Paul asked, busily counting the money they were allotted for the leg.
"Yeah... at least I think I do." Brian answered
"Tell me while we walk." Paul said
"Robben island is where Nelson Mandela was held prisoner." Brian recalled his world history course from high school. "If I remember correctly, it's just off the coast of Cape Town..."
"Back to South Africa, eh?" They had reached their vehicles. "Promise me one thing, Bri?"
"Next pit stop... we sleep, okay?"
"Okay." Brian rubbed his partner's leg, giggling.
The remaining departure times are:
Vince and Linda 1:29 a.m.
Sean and Joanie 1:53 a.m.
Paul and Stephanie 2:09 a.m.
Cody and Dustin 2:53 a.m.
Vickie and Chavo 2:59 a.m.
All teams are now making their way to Robbin Island, via Cape Town, South Africa. Once there, they will find their next clue as well as the clue for the Fast Forward on this leg of the race. A team that finds the fast forward can bypass all remaining tasks in this leg of the race, but a team may only use a fast forward once, so it is up to them to determine when it is most advantageous to do it.
Adam and Jay drove back into Cape Town. Robbin Island was still unfamiliar territory to them, but they figured they might have a better chance finding someone who knew where it was, and how to find the ferry in a big city rather than a small village. Pulling into Cape Town, they pulled over at a gas station.
"English?" Adam asked
"A little." One of the attendants replied.
"The boat to Robbin Island. Where do we get it?" Adam made rowing motions with his hands.
"Down this road... harbor." He replied in very broken english.
"Thanks." Adam got back into the car.
"Well?" Jay asked
"Just keep goin'. We'll get there."
"Sixth!" Vince slammed his hands against the dashboard. "How the hell did we end up sixth!"
"You have been bitching ever since we checked in yesterday. Would you give it a rest for five minutes while I figure out where the hell we are!" Linda was getting irritated with her husband's dwelling on their placement in the first leg.
"I know where the hell we are." Vince barked "We're in sixth. SIXTH!"
"Actually, we're in seventh." Linda had seen one of the other 4X4's pass them during her husband's tirade.
"SEVENTH!" Vince put his foot down, nearly running them off the road, but it got them to the ferry terminal in good standing. In fact, the only team that had arrived beforehand was Adam and Jay, but that was purely by chance. Despite getting fairly straightforward directions to the ferry port, Adam had taken four wrong turns. But the Gods were smiling. Instead of being twenty miles out of the way, the brothers had backed into the ferry terminal and had arrived ten minutes faster than if they had taken the local's directions.
"Someone up there likes you." Jay jumped out of the car, looking for the ticket booth.
"Yeah. If I believed in a higher power, I'd be tempted to say we had divine intervention." Adam smiled
"Well, something must've worked. Let's go... Vince and Linda just pulled up."
That was all Adam needed to hear. He ran after Jay, nearly knocking over two South Africans.
"I hope there's no more eating challenges." Stephanie stated
Paul looked over at her, a rude comment on his lips, but he originally decided against it. The twelve hour pit stop had done nothing to calm the rising anger that was burning inside him, and he was doing a good job controlling him until Stephanie kept going on about food challenges and what she would and wouldn't eat on this race.
"Stephanie, could you please shut up and let me drive." The words were out of his mouth before he realized it.
His wife looked at his reflection in the rear view mirror. "What the fuck is your problem?" She barked
"My problem?" Paul stated "My problem! I damn near had an egg embolism and you're bitching about what you won't eat! That's all I've heard since we checked in! You wanted a damn inventory of every dish they served at dinner, for God's sake and you're asking what my problem is? I don't believe you!"
"Paul, look out!"
Paul swerved to avoid an oncoming vehicle. They were in the correct lane, but that obviously didn't matter to the man driving a truck laden with pineapples. Shaking his head in disgust he drove on, hoping that by the time they hit the next route marker things would be back to civil. If not, Paul could see himself travelling home alone.
At around the same time, Paul and Steph were experiencing their 'communication' difficulties, Matt and Jeff had also arrived at the ferry terminal and were likewise shocked to see Vince and Linda.
"We may have underestimated those two." Matt whispered, parking in the marked lot.
"Yeah.." Jeff tucked the most recent clue into his fanny pack. "Those two old farts may need to be watched."
"Jeffro! What did Dad tell us about respecting our elders?" Matt exclaimed
"Uh... I dunno, Matty. That was a long time ago." Jeff answered, a hint of a blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Sometimes I wonder about you." Matt answered "Hurry up and maybe we can get our tickets for the first ferry across."
The first ferry, departing at 3 p.m., carries Matt and Jeff, Vince and Linda, and Adam and Jay. Once they arrive at Robben island, they must make their way here... to Nelson Mandela's former jail cell. There they will receive their next clue.
Once the boat docked, it was a scramble to find the correct cell. Adam and Jay and Matt and Jeff soon took a big lead over the older married couple.
"Slow down Vince." Linda puffed "I'm not thirty anymore."
"C'mon." Vince grabbed his wife by the arm and pulled her along. "We're gonna show those kids that nothing beats age or experience."
Except maybe a heart attack...
"Drive, drive, drive..." Vickie shouted
"What do you think I'm doing? God, you're such a bitch!" Chavo slammed the car into reverse. As the last team to depart, it was imperative that they make up as much time as possible.
"Excuse me." Vickie screeched
Chavo mumbled something in Spanish. "Just keep your eye out for something that might tell us we're at least not as lost as I think we are."
"And what would that be?"
"I'll know when I see it." Chavo answered, wishing his uncle was still alive. At least they could joke about the beauty of some of the mamacitas.
"You're not being very helpful." Vickie stared at the rudimentary directions they'd received from someone in the village.
"I can't drive and navigate at the same time." Chavo barked "If I could, you wouldn't be here."
Vickie huffed, and opened her mouth but nothing came out.
"Peace and quiet." Chavo thought. "Finally."
"You are now in the same cell occupied by Nelson Mandela... now you must take the ferry back to Kalk Bay. Your next clue awaits there." Matt read
Jeff was staring intently at the green envelope that was also in the clue.
Matt shook his head. "It's too early." He mouthed "C'mon, let's see if we can grab the next boat back."
Vince and Linda had also seen the green Fast Forward clue and, unlike the Hardys, had no qualms about using their one advantage this early.
In this fast forward, teams must count the number of cells in the prison. If they are correct, the guard will give them the fast forward clue. If they are wrong, they must wait fifteen minutes before they try again. The first team to come up with the correct number will be able to skip all tasks and go directly to the pit stop.
The next ferry was set to depart one hour later, at four p.m. On it were Jerry & Jim, thanks in no small part to Jim seeing an all-you-can-eat waffle house on their way back to civilization, Sleepyheads Paul and Brian, Amy and Jillian, Sean and Joanie, and Paul and Stephanie. The five o'clock carried Cody & Dustin as well as Vickie and Chavo. The tension between those two teams was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. They all knew that, unless something drastic happened, one of them would probably be the next to go.
"Enjoy the ride, Aunt." Chavo gritted his teeth. Watching Vickie pace the deck of the ferry was getting on his last nerve.
Vickie gave him a look that said mouthfuls, and resumed her pacing.
Just to be away from her for a while, Chavo went over the other side of the deck and struck up a conversation with one of the locals. Part of him wanted the million dollars, but if he had to put up with his Aunt's temper for much longer, the part of him that craved his sanity was willing to just up and leave.
"Are you sure you want to take the fast forward?" Linda asked
"Positive. What could be easier?" Vince blustered
"But if we screw up, we'll have to wait fifteen minutes before we try again." Linda re-read the instructions. "We're already behind two teams. One mistake and we'll be back in the middle of the pack and you know how well you took it last time."
"Trust me. I'm used to big numbers. How hard can counting a few cells be?"
How hard indeed...
"Kalk Bay, here we come." Adam sang out. "Keep your eyes peeled for a route marker."
"Route markers totally rule." Jay scanned amongst the crowd dockside.
"And not finding them totally reeks of suckitude." Adam added
"I thought we agreed to lose the valley-boy crap and try to focus." Jay cocked an eyebrow at his partner.
"Did we? Or was that one of your unilateral decisions?" Adam returned the gesture.
"Whatever." Jay did not want to argue. Things had gone well so far. "I think I see it."
"Cool." Adam concurred "Let's hope this rust bucket gets there in one piece."
The rust bucket did manage to get there in one piece and Adam and Jay, followed closely by Matt and Jeff, sprinted off the boat. The Hardys had not seen the clue box per se, but Matt had figured that if Adam and Jay were running in one direction, the best bet would be to follow. That way, they'd either both get their next clue or be hopelessly lost amongst the crowds of shoppers, dockworkers, and street performers.
Jay and Jeff reached the box first and eagerly tore into their clues.
"Detour." Jeff said, then burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" Matt asked, a little winded.
Jeff showed him the rest of the card and Matt saw what was so funny. He looked over at Adam and Jay and also burst into gales.
"Piece of cake, little bro. Piece of cake."