This week's episode began with Team Kentucky emerging from the Pit Stop first. They had to hop a plane to Mauritius, a tiny island nation in the Indian Ocean, just off the coast of Africa. I'll be the first to say it: I'd never heard of Mauritius. Maybe I need to brush up on my geography. I guess such oversights will happen when the only Carmen Sandiego game you've ever played religiously was based in Europe. I might not know where Mauritius is, but dammit if you can stump me on Andorran trivia!

Memo to self: remember to pick up a copy of Where In The Tiny Island Nations of the Indian Ocean Is Carmen Sandiego? (Don't think I won't look in the Kerguelen Islands, CARMEN!)

Anyway, as they headed off to the airport, Mary informed us that she would certainly sacrifice the race for friendship (don't worry, she didn't say "The Friendship"). She also informed us that the "Backpack" had renamed itself the "Six Pack" because honestly, "Backpack" was entirely too self-defeatist. "We're not losers. We're the six-pack!" Mary said enthusiastically. We'll see about that "loser" status later...

Next out of the gate were Dustin and Kandice, who were kind of the opposite of David and Mary. They were friendly and sweet and all, but they had no desire to strike up alliances or even forge friendships. They wanted the metaphorical tiara at the end of this race, and they would stop at nothing to get it. That's right: pageant queens who are also cutthroat. Who would have thunk it?

Leaving third were my favorite bickering team: Kimberly and Rob. Their quarrelsome, loathsome nature mixed with their bland personalities have made them the unintentional comic foils of the season. I can't quite label them as villains because the truth is that they're simply not menacing. They're just two crazy Angelenos that are unwittingly hilarious (and idiotic) more than anything else. Nevertheless, as they headed out, Kimberly informed us, "It's time for me to take control of the team." That would be like me hopping on the Titanic and saying, "I'm just gonna try to patch a hole or two."

As teams arrived at the airport, it became obvious that the only available flight to Mauritius departed at 8 AM, and even worse, it had a layover in London, England. I mention "England" because apparently not everyone knows where London is... like the Beauty Queens.

"Ask him what country that's in?" one of the girls asked when a ticketing agent mentioned the mildly famous city. Seriously, where is London? Oooh! I know! ANDORRA!

While the Beauty Queens tried to locate the obscure hamlet of London, Kimberob decided to stalk David and Mary to find out what flight they were on. I'm pretty sure this was the first time I'd ever seen Rob deign to speak to anyone who didn't seem "cool" and a wannabe actor. Of course, David wasn't about to warm up to the cityfolk. He denied him any sort of information, and afterwards, he even went so far as to mock him behind his back. Sadly, Rob didn't hear any of this taunting -- mostly because he was busy whining (again) about the six-pack. "I don't want to deal with Alabama, Kentucky. They segregate themselves." A) They don't segregate themselves. They just choose not to hang out with douchebags (like you). And B) you probably shouldn't talk about segregation and Alabama. Might be a sore subject.