o l y m p i c s

Here's my olympics post.

I flew out thursday night to meet a cowboy in an American flag at the airport. j/k I met up with Timon, his sister from oregon, and our friends we had met on an earlier retreat and got all rallied up for the games. The next morning, we planning out our day strategically: Sell tickets that were conflicting times, and hopefully trade up to an event for that afternoon, then finish off our costumes for track finals later that night at the bird's nest.

It went something like this:

Ok. I can't even type it out becuase it was more charades than anything. "Synchronized swimming? wo men yao tickets?" and then we'd start paddling with our hands through the air, and pointing at the bubble cube building. And the guy would point at himself and his friend and make like they were swimming together. We didn't get tickets, but it was aiite, and we walked on.




Yes. That's it! Me and Jennica are sporting red tights, white shorts and all three of us have matching blue jerseys and headbands, and Timon got the blue tights with more manly white shorts(which later made us look french)




Then we were photographed endlessly by chinese olympic goers. So we had to keep moving. Over and over again. One little girl literally crossed our path as we were walking, and said sternly, "We are family. We must take photo!" adamantly turned around where her father was poised to snap a photo. (We were trying to get away from the people!!!) we wandered for a long time around the place, it was amazing. There was giant empty spaces around the bird's nest just filled with people. The bird's nest itself was a wonder. luxury and lots of red, and these cute cartoony symbols for the bathroom and such. It was fantasmic.

We watched the 4 x 100 world record get smashed by Jamaica, we saw Clay win and receive his medal for the men's decathalon for America(and sung the anthem) And the australian guy try over and over at the pole vault to finally meet the olympic record.

It was amazing.

After all that, we went out to Pyro's pizza parlor/bar and were watching tv, and this american guy comes up, and ask us where we're from. Oregon and Cali. And he starts laughing. "We've been having a debate for a while whether you guys were french or American." and we're like WHAT! FRENCH??? and it was because of the stripes on Timon's shorts!!! hahaahaha and then we started an 80s dance party. There was a guy with a flag painted on his face. It was hard to look at him with out laughing.



Saturday morning at 9am was the bronze medal match, US vs. Japan. And we were def. outnum,bered by Japanese fans, but luckily the Chinese were with us. "Mei guo ji-o!" we chanted with someother americans we met. The other half of the stands were chanting continuously 80% of the time. And you know baseball games are long. whew it was amazing! The game was pretty good, I hadn't been to a ball game in ages, and it was def more laid back than watching track, where there's 4 events going on at once.

There were no backs on the seats at the baseball stadium either! We ate cookies for breakfast, and then took naps before heading to ho hai for dinner. OH wait. Before going to ho hai, we went to the olympic village to see if we could catch atheltes for photos or autographs. And guess who we saw.... Bolt!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Credits: first two photos are jennica's i think

It was def an event of a lifetime- there was enormous energy in the stadium and not a single person who wasn't estatic to be there. Flashes went off like sparkles. And there was def pride in the air. It was the feeling you expect to get when you walk into the Roman coliseum- but this was times 10, at least. You don't even realize how big the bird's nest is until your inside and the crowd across from you is just a mere blur. Smaller than ants. Its just un fathomable. It hurts my brains to try to concieve a space that huge.

Takes my breath away.