Vancouver 2010. I just can't seem to get into the Olympic spirit, even though I have a pair of red mittens.
I like the atmosphere, but at the same time I don't really like the crowds and the lineups. Plus, I'm lazy. And busy. Duncan tries to get me out to do stuff, but I come up with excuses. I wouldn't mind going to the Art Gallery, but it's such a schlep to do anything! We were going to take the trolley from Granville Island to Cambie near the Athlete's Village, but that was an insane lineup, so we skipped it and walked instead. I don't think I missed out... the walk was lovely! I was wearing a t-shirt during the WINTER olympics. Good one Vancouver!
I did manage to go downtown when we went to see Feist at the Orpheum. Duncan has a crush on her, and mentioned a few times that she's "hot", but was disappointed by how short she is. I fantasized during the concert that I would learn to play guitar and then cover a Feist song and ruin her for him forever! It's mean but nice at the same time. It was a great show though, her voice sounds so cute and wispy and woodsy! I didn't appreciate the THREE standing ovations though. What a joke. I hate standing ovations and encores. I think Larry David would be with me on that one.
And then.... tragedy! Some dorks went and got all rioty on the HUDSON'S BAY COMPANY! Now, that's just not fair. The poor nice little Bay company (granted, now owned by Americans - how did I ever let that happen?). If I was rioting against the Olympics, I'd pick oh I don't know, the IOC or VANOC even, not the innocent BAY!. Those bastards!
Anyways, poor Duncan wants to see more of the Olympics. Perhaps this weekend...