I have come to a conclusion. Weekends are way too short. Way, way too short. There just always seems to be so much to do and not enough time to do it all in. I just can't seem to find that relaxation mode (read: sit around with a coffee in hand reading books and watching movies) that everyone says weekends are for. At least not this year yet. Hopefully it will kick in soon.
Something exciting that did happen on the weekend though, is that the Olympic torch came through the city on it's way to Vancouver. It arrived on an antique railway hand car over our famous railway bridge. This was history making as the flame had never been transported except by someone holding it. Then they had huge goings on in the park at the lake. Now that is a once in a lifetime thing. I had big plans to take all sorts of pictures and do a whole post on it. And where are my pictures of this once in a life time event? Absolutely nowhere. Yup, I totally forgot and missed it. We were on our way to visit my Dad and were coming up on the main road a couple of blocks from my house when we could see a bazillion flashing lights. The closer we got the more people we could see. We thought there had been a huge accident. But no, as we got to the corner there 1/2 a block up was the runner with the Olympic flame. Durn! I didn't even see it go by. Just saw the back end of it. It was way too late to get to lake. We would have had to walk as the parking would have been all taken. So there ran 1/2 a block ahead my once in a lifetime chance to take up close pics of that. Sigh. Seems the story of my life lately. Looking at the backside of events going by. So I guess I'll just have to be content to see the flame on the news and on tv in Vancouver at the opening ceremonies. Or like a good little blogger, googling a picture of it.
Have any of you had a chance to see the Olympic flame go through your city? Would you go to see it run by or could you not care less, like certain members of my family who shall remain nameless?