after pouring my beloved a cup of freshly ground . .brewed coffee . . .
I asked him as sweetly as I could ..
"do you want to come with me to Vancouver to see how things are shaping up for the Olympics?"
He said. . ."let me do the chores and we'll see."
That meant we were going .. .and I went to wash my hair.
We parked in our favorite spot and set out on foot.
We crossed over Burrard Street Bridge heading to Granville Island Market.
At the other end of the bridge underneath the bridge we found the parking lot for the officials Olympic Cars.
We found some scrumptious blueberry Focaccia bread that I will be making soon .. .very soon.
because we could.
and it was beautiful.
they had several to try.
cheering on our athletes.
Sure. . they wanted to show them off.
I was a bit sad about that.
We walked all around the Convention center. ..
everything was hidden behind special Olympic curtains. . .
no peeking for me.
The art work is being set in place.
Even the store mannequins are getting into the spirit of the games.
was lighting up the street.
The artwork I enjoyed the most. . .
was done by children .
lighting the way of excited visitors to Vancouver.
As we left the city .. .
He said . .."I think we'll go back during the games".
I said. . ."what about the traffic?"
He said. . ."we'll go early".
I love that he can be flexible and spontaneous.. . .
I really do.
All for now. . .