Day two began with a morning run... still not totally comfortable with the neighborhood yet, so I opted for the rooftop treadmill. A good choice. The sun was coming up in the Olympic City.
Orientation began like the first day of camp. Meet at the International Broadcast Centre (note the Canadian spelling), bring your passport, prepare to read an inch-thick manual. What I wasn't prepared for was the magnitude of this little home of ours. The IBC was built specifically for these games, but will become the Vancouver Convention Center once the world has abandoned the city. It is one of, if not the most beautiful buildings that I have ever seen. And the view is unreal. Perched atop of a dock on the English Bay, the glass structure has magnificent views of the water, the mountains and the skyline... hard to imagine any of the 10,000 media members housed here are going to get a single thing done.
The exterior... I did not take this, got it off the internet...
fyi... the wood structures in the water are to keep out submarine attacks... yea, submarine attacks.
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