Ok, catch up time. I've spent the last 30 minutes trying to figure out how to add pictures to blog posts, but my intellect and attention span are getting in the way. So, giving up that idea, I'm posting relevant pictures in one post. Enjoy!
Top 3 pictures are where I went to Register for the Games. As you can see, LOTS of signage and people (that was sarcasm), I know I was there early, but, um... a little help would go a long way. If you look closely you can see the tiny poster on the wall of the building, pointing you into the dark alley. VERY reassuring.
Next picture is a... um... living space on the side of the road. I think that squatters can actually claim some unused land and build whatever makeshift quarters possible. Looking over the fence, there was a stage with a cutout of a wolf, among other detritus the resident must have found interesting in his garbage bin searches. The sign says keep out. Uh, YEAH. Like WAY OUT.
The final picture is the street that I hobbled and cobbled down with my luggage, only to be turned around due to the WWII bomb found in the neighborhood. What you see in the picture is a very small chunk of the distance I walked. Twice. In the rain. With no sleep. I know, I know, no sympathy; I'm just telling a story here.
Steve, good luck to you guys! Really miss being there; having a real job sucks... :-(
ReplyDeleteHope you have a great time!
The fact that you found the place where you needed to be says you would make a perfect contestant on "The Amazing Race."
ReplyDeleteNot so sure on that count. Remember the Italy express train incident????
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bob. Wish you could have been here with us. It has been a great time, although we didn't bring back the medal we had hoped for. Came so close against London. 3 points! Argh. They won the final over France by more than 20 points...
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