We're sitting here, in a concession tent, reading reactions to the amazing collapse of the women's Canadian curling team, 2/3 of the way through our first day. We've had some food, some drink, some other stuff that really shouldn't be called food, and we are having a great time.
We got an early jump this morning just around sunrise. After almost 6 hours of sleep after 23 hours of travel we hit the road to start our first full day.
For reference we are staying here...only 30 miles from DPRK. Some of the Shooster's said they saw soldiers patrolling the hills. I don't know about anybody that but we are close to the border.
It's about 50 minutes from our villa to downtown Gangneung. That's further than we would have liked but it's going to be fun staying with clan Shooster for a week.
It was a quick 15 minute jaunt up a hill into the Olympic Park.
The first two draws were a bit rough on our friends. While it's is always fun to watch our friends compete, Marissa and I are starting to suspect we have brought some bad luck across the Atlantic. We'll keep cheering since we came all this way.
We wondered about the costal cluster a few times. It's a fair bit smaller than the costal cluster in Sochi. The layout is also not as easy to navigate but we did find one cool spot to stop.
About that some of that "food" from before. It was billed as pizza. Note, if you ever got to South Korea and order pizza, DO NOT ORDER PIZZA. IT IS NOT PIZZA.
It was simultaneously the worst pizza I've ever had and also one of my favorites. But honestly, it should not exist. No pizza should ever look like this:
We're about to start our third draw of the daw. Here's to hoping this one goes better. And that we can find some real pizza somewhere.