Curling and cocktails. That’s how I spent yesterday evening.
Tonight it’s laundry and speed skating.
These women have some serious thigh muscles.
The curlers, not so much.
In fact, I’ve been saying all week curling is the one Olympic sport I might have been able to attempt. It’s like a board game on ice. Honestly — I’m not entirely sure what’s good vs. bad — I just get all excited based on the tone of the screaming (since it’s often not in English, that’s iffy).
I’ll have a better post soon. It’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks emotion wise — and blogging isn’t coming easy.
For now — back to Vancouver.
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