I got a ticket from some friends for the women’s gold medal game in curling on Friday afternoon. So after leaving Atlantic Canada House I made my way out to the Vancouver Olympic Centre where the curling was taking place. It was in the middle of the suburbs. This is the way I described it to Matt and Heather. It was like taking a train (or bus) from downtown St. John’s out to Park Avenue in Mount Pearl, and then getting off and walking to Smallwood Arena (or whatever it’s called now, the one that looks like a tin can). It was in the most un-Olympic area I could imagine. That said, the arena was beautiful on the inside.
I stuck around to watch the medal ceremony and hear the Swedish anthem. It was not the anthem I was hoping to hear but it was a great experience.

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