It's week two in my adventure and I can already see the signs of a big, Olympic party here in Whistler.
As I drive my bus up and down Highway 99 (Sea-to-Sky), I see tons of Mounties patrolling the different places where athletes stay and events take place. Have I seen any athletes? Yes, plenty. They stand out like a sore thumb. Everywhere they go, they are wearing matching snow suits. I don't know if the have to or if they want to. I am sure they like the attention.
My job has been fairly easy, but long. My day usually starts around 3:00 PM and ends at 2:00 AM, with an hour dinner break. The last few runs I have done require me to shuttle the security screeners from Rainbow Village (our lovely accommodations) to the Athlete's Village. I see groups of athletes jogging past security and out on to the busy highway. Crazy, if you ask me. The locals tell me that Athlete's Village was built on the former town dump and if the methane gas membrane that they put over the trash ruptures, those sorry saps who buy a condo there after the Olympics will be in for a smelly surprise.
I am typing this outside of Starbucks. It's probably 30 degrees outside. Inside is already crowded with laptop-clad people who are having the same issues of no Internet as I am having. Me and some buddies bought tickets to the final 4-man bobsled run. GO AMERICA and Jamaica. I wonder if they have a team here this year. Turkey does. They're gobbling like turkeys right beside me trying to figure out how to get to their next venue.
The Olympic rings are up and the torch has already passed through. As they always say, "LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"
I'll be looking for it.
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Sorry Tim but Jamaica didn't make it this year...first time they failed to qualify since Cool Runnings Man!
I am so out of the loop, it's not even funny. Thanks for the update. They have still have the Jamaica house up here. That's kind of fun.
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