It doesn’t seem like that long ago Vancouver was chosen to host the 2010 games. Feels like yesterday. I checked online and discovered otherwise…
“Vancouver won the bidding process to host the Olympics by a vote of The International Olympic Committee on July 2, 2003”
I’ve got the Letterman show on as I write and Dave just said that former U.S. Vice President Dick Cheney accidentally shot his hunting partner 4 years ago this day in history!
Actually, that seems like much longer now that we are in the Obama era but you know what I mean…
A recurring image in my mind, among many others pertaining to time flying, is the clock that they have downtown counting down the days to the start of the Olympics. Kind of like the Guinness clock they have at every Irish bar in America counting down the days until the next St. Patrick’s Day.
The Olympic clock would get a casual mention every once in a while on the news and I would think to myself “1123 days away? Let me know when we are a few weeks out.” But here we are with midnight approaching, and the torch will arrive at BC Place Stadium (that I can see out my window) tomorrow afternoon.
It is exciting to be at home right now. Somewhat surreal to see Vancouver in the news worldwide. Reminds me of Expo 86, but this is obviously more historic.
The band has a show downtown at an awesome outdoor venue next week. I wish we were doing more, seeing as how the world only drops by every once in a while but people know how to get a hold of us. That’s the way it goes I guess.
If they were to hold the Olympics in Moscow Idaho, I guarantee you the phone would be ringing off the hook.
It is interesting to see how the local newscasts have shifted to full on Olympic mode. I haven’t heard of a home invasion, mugging, attempted robbery….for at least a week.
And that’s probably a good thing. While I like to know what’s going on in my neighbourhood, following the news really does bring me down. So negative, sensationalized and disturbing. We’ve been doing injustices to one another since the Cro-Magnon era. That fact is well established. Enough already.
So the Olympics have been a welcome relief from all that.
For sure the games are expensive. 6 billion and counting? Some argue the money the government forked out should have gone to obvious social problems here in Vancouver. Maybe so. And perhaps in the long run that money may well have been better spent in that regard. But having said that, there will be tremendous media and worldwide focus on Vancouver. Hopefully that awareness and some of the money coming into town eventually trickles down to those who are suffering as our government struggles to find a way to try to solve the longstanding “troubles” of homelessness and addiction in the Downtown Eastside that are currently being broadcast worldwide.
All that aside, it truly is a once in a lifetime experience. It was fun to take lil’ Levi to meet his grandparents at the torch relay in my hometown. I am looking forward to some of the events, especially hockey. Ovechkin is currently my favourite player by far, but Crosby will be in my thoughts and prayers for the next few weeks:)
Levi my son, I know you won’t remember any of this, but you have seen the Olympic torch!