On January 12th the torch went through my hometown. I wish I could've been there but when I watched the TV coverage the night of the 12th and saw all of the people lined up and down Main Street in my hometown showing their enthusiasm for the torch runners I felt like I had been there. Luckily my mom was there with the camera snapping pictures for me! By the time the torch gets back to Vancouver there won't be a corner of this country that it hasn't touched or inspired. It is a unique feeling to be a part of this.
My good friend Kelly that I used to pump gas with back in the uni days in Saskatoon has got the enviable job of working in the athlete's village in Whistler during the Olympics and Paralympics. His pictures, stories and enthusiasm is catching and if you do one thing, then follow he and his wife's blog here.
Cheer us on in Vancouver in 2010!