Today, I needed to run some errands in central London. On my way in, I grabbed the Metro (the free paper in London), and look at the headline!
Only 100 days till the Olympics!
I don’t know about everyone else, but I am really excited about it!
Well, I guess I do have some idea of how some British people feel…
Most of the Brits I’ve talked to aren’t as excited as I think they should be. But then again, we American’s are known for being enthusiastic.
Perhaps a bit too much for British tastes.
The British people that I have talked to about the Olympics mainly focus on the hassle it will cause to their lives. Oh the traffic! Oh the tourists! Many of them are looking to just get out of London while the games are on.
There were some “adverts” in the Metro even hinting at this, as if saying “we know it’s going to be annoying, but please just try and make the best of the situation.”
Another thing I’ve heard lots of British people complain about, is how the tickets for the games were allocated. Everyone who was interested signed up, and, in a sort of lottery, were given tickets. Obviously, if the event you wanted was more popular, there was less of a chance of you getting tickets.
The funny thing is, or the thing that irritates me, is that usually, the people that complain about this “unfair” ticketing allotment, never actually signed up to get tickets in the first place. Is it just me who feels that you really can’t complain about something that you didn’t even try for?
And of all of the people I know who did apply for tickets, they all got something. Even if it is just to weightlifting (sorry anyone who likes weightlifting!), but they still got tickets.
Tim and I applied for several events (our two big ones were track and field or swimming) and we ended up with one morning session for the swimming. So I am counting down the days!
I guess what I’m trying to say, somewhere in this long rant, is that people should be excited about the Olympics!
What a wonderful experience to tell your children about someday.
My Grandpa was lucky enough to get tickets to the Los Angeles Olympics back in 1984. He always said if I ever got the opportunity to go someday, it didn’t matter to which event, I had to go. You’re experiencing a part of history.
He was full of good advice.
When I had finished my errands in London, I made my way down to Trafalgar Square and the big Olympic countdown clock. There were lots of news trucks there and the clock was roped off, but I took a few pictures with my phone.
Aside from the journalists and random tourists, there weren’t many people around.
Hopefully it was just the weather that put them off.