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Over the past four days and nights, I think I have slept an accumulation of about 9 hours. There are two reasons for this irresponsibility. One: hockey has begun, and what this means for me is a lot of running around to ensure our precious hockey fellas have everything that they need. Certo. And two: clubs in Torino are too much fun to pass up. That being said, I must take a break and though I am one who hates  to miss out on any fun, I must take a night off. I haven’t hit the wall just yet, but I do see it through the fog in the not so far off distance….
Having dad and Christian here is wonderful. Christian has spent the past few days in the city and today, picks up her car which she will be driving for the rest of the games, and heads up to the mountain towns where she will commence her new job. How fun! She will be a coordinator of some type and act as a liason for french and english television. That french degree and a year living it up in France is paying off for her now in spades. It’s too bad she and I will not see each other now until after the games have wrapped, however, for her, being up in the mountains is the real Olympic experience – this has all worked out for the better!
It’s pretty neat to have dad here working as well. Surreal to be in the north of Italia and see my dad at work every day. I love it. The hockey guys have tough schedules, usually two and three games a day, so they spend most of their time at the rinks. Dad is in great spirits (though he claims he’s not in his rhythm yet for calling a game – always the perfectionist!) and the man is the only CBC-er who was able to sleep a full 12-hour uninterrupted night upon arrival – he has adjusted just fine.
I hope tonight to have a chance to get out to the town of Pinerolo to catch Brad and boys kick some more butt – exciting to have them here aussi!
ciao for now.