We come home Sunday. While this was a short trip, it will go down in memory as a once in a lifetime happening. I may take more visits to B.C., but I will never see another 2010 Olympics.
I can remember when I got the trip as a Christmas gift. I was told I could choose any 3 days to go. Because Tameka didn't want me missing a lot of school, she limited the trip to 3 days. The first thing I did was run to my computer to see when the men's snowboarding events would be so I could see Shaun White. The more I thought about it, though, it hit me - why not go to one event where I can see ALL of the athletes, from all over the world, including Shaun White. That event would be the opening ceremonies.
I mentioned in last night's blog entry that the only word I could use to describe the experience was INCREDIBLE. How do you break down your favorite parts when you were awed by the whole event from the Aboriginal Canadians to the lighting of the Cauldron. If I were to choose the most touching part, it would be when the athletes from the Republic of Georgia walked in with black arm bands and looking so sad. The Canadians put up a memorial for him, and people were leaving cards, flowers, stuffed mascots, and the like. I didn't take a picture of the memorial. That picture is etched in memory.
Our day started off learning that the ski events we had tickets for were cancelled due to heavy rain and above freezing temperatures, which turned the snow into slush. We were able to choose what we wanted to see, but we couldn't all agree. Demetrius went one way for men's single run luge and short track skating, and Tameka and I decided to shop earlier in the day and then leave to watch the women's moguls. I'm so glad we did. I got to see Hannah Kearney take Gold for the U.S., and Demetrius was able to see Apolo Ohno take silver in short track for the U.S.
I posted some of my favorite pics in an album here.
It is now 1:30 am, and I hear a hot bubble bath calling out to me. Hasta La Vista, friends. See you on Facebook when I get back.