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Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Rainbow at Whistler

So, the squeaky wheel gets the greese, as they say.

I complained enough about the Lynnwood hotel and all the ruckus that was happening there and my boss moved me up to Whistler into the Rainbow Village. It's as quirky as it sounds. First let me tell you a little about Whistler.

It's a ski resort town, a lot like Park City. The resort its self is huge. Something like 8700 acres compaired to Utah's largest being only about 3200 acres. If you intend on watching the Olympics, Whistler is where all the sliding sports like the Skeleton, Bobsledding, and Luge go on. Also, a few down hill ski events and the biathalon will be held up here. Whistler is happening. I watched snowboarders and skiers jump through hoops lit on fire last night. I went out 80's dancing tonight. A poor, drunk girl got on my bus home in just her bra and sweats asking the driver to take her to some place he'd never heard of.

My job is to drive around security to the different venues. When I first heard this, I figured it was going to be a bunch of sub-machine gun toting bad A's the are here to keep peace and order, but then I remembered it was Canada. They have hired about 5000 people from across their country to run the baggage scanners and x-ray machines. I live with about 2000 of them here in Whistler. Most of them are around my age.

In our tight-knit community, and I mean TIGHT-KNIT, all 2000 of us live on an acre lot which is a suspended construction zone. Basically, we live in storage containers. Mine has four bunk beds in it and measures 8'X15". It's about the size of a regular sized bathroom. This place is great. I live in a building where the containers are stacked 3 high. I live on the 3rd floor. I hope the gods of Haiti don't attack Whistler and an earthquake topples us all over. That'd be about 2000 instant deaths. Aside from the living containers, we have internet cafe containers, dining containers, lounging containers, administrative containers, work out containers. People nick name this place club med. I figure it's more like having the luxuries of a minimum security prison in a maximum security facility. It's unique and quite humorous.

The people I came up with and me are the only Americans in the whole lot. We stick together and stand strong and no one can mess with us. I hope the outcome is the same with our Olympic teams. There's a possibility that a mixture of nationalities will be reading this, so I encourage you to cheer on your teams like I will be, but think of me when you hear Whistler.

2 comments:

Michelle Montgomery said...

Sounds like quite an adventure Timmy. You're probably more Bad A than those security guys your driving around. Have fun!

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Can someone help me find it?

Overheard some co-workers talking about it all week but didn't have time to ask so I thought I would post it here to see if someone could help me out.

Seems to be getting alot of buzz right now.

Thanks