Monday, March 8, 2010

I am an Olympian!

So while the internet has been on the fritz here at the castle, I've been off making spontaneous decisions. Like the one I made to go to the Olympics. Yep. Just up and bought a plane ticket and flew out a couple days later. Just because I could. And I wanted to. So from talking to Trent Monday night, to buying the plane ticket Tuesday and flying out Thursday, I randomly found myself at the Russia vs.Slovakia hockey game Thursday night. AND IT WAS FANTASTIC.

Trent had bought us "reduced visibility tickets." We weren't entirely sure what that really meant and there was no way of knowing what would be reducing our visibility until we arrived. We were in row 5, in the corner, we had a great view of the ice.

We were so close we could feel the body checks.

Trent and I had no idea what our obstruction supposedly was... until the game really got going...
I love Russian fans.

And they loved me.

Lauren told me to do something epic while at the Olympics. Like kiss in an epic moment or place or while doing something epic. I wasn't exactly sure what I was going to do to fulfill this request. Especially because I'm not really one for PDA.
Then the kiss-cam hit Trent and I during first intermission. I've never been on a kiss cam before (to my relief) and out of the 18,630 people in that arena, what were the odds? I think it was an epic first. So Lauren, you are welcome. I'm pretty much an Olympian, I mean, I was Olympic kiss-cammed, be serious! Epic.

Such a good game. So much fun. So glad I came.

We also got to go to the Sweden vs. Belarus and Germany vs. Belarus games. So great. I love Eastern Europeans. They make the best fans.

Here's our little Olympic crew.

It was such a good trip, such a good time. The streets were packed and crazy at all hours of the day; we trekked all over trying to decide where to eat and ended up in east hastings by the end of the night; the weather was gorgeous (who goes to the WINTER olympics and wears a t-shirt?); Trent, Kris and I (but mostly Kris) are deliberately in the background of so many tourist's photos; got tickets beside each other but separated by a pole; made friends on the sky train... So many good stories, so many good times. But long story short.

I'm pretty much an Olympian. I held the torch.

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