Good Night.

With the exception of a few loose posts from G, this might be it from me. The XXI Olympic Games are over. I know that the Para-Olympic Games open in another week, but most of the world, I suppose, has to return to some sort of regular life.

Oh. Kawawa.

I'm definitely buying the CTV Commemorative DVD.

Remember, I had no tickets - but it didn't seem to matter. The party was right here, all day, all night, for 17 days. Canada won 26 medals in total and before last week the national anthem had never been played at an Olympic Medal Ceremony on Canadian soil. At these Games, it was played 14 times officially and sang countless times on the streets and trains. It was a true celebration of athleticism and the bonus of having it in MY hometown was that I got a chance to also witness the power of the human spirit - the one that doesn't discriminate over culture or generation, the one that quite simply puts a smile on the face of the person next to you when you are shoulder to shoulder (or in my case, shoulder to mid-arm) in a crowd on any corner along Robson street. I'm not sure how many O Canadas I sang on the street and I'm not sure how many times I teared up when someone - not just a Canadian - won a medal. The only thing I know is that it has been an experience like no other and I hope that you felt truly Canadian with me, and continue to for a long, long time...

I wish the Olympics could go on forever.

How the heck am I going to get up for work tomorrow?