Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Wednesday, January 23, 2013


At just after 1:00 a.m. the day of the Gold Medal Men's Basketball Game, tons of tickets suddenly became available online. If I had the time to figure out how to scalp them (illegal in London), I could have paid for the whole trip — plus squared away things with my student loan officer. 

Instead I bought four tickets, and thanks to a misunderstanding of the dollar-to-pound exchange rate, I practically gave two of them away to these very enthusiastic Spaniards who had a pair and needed a pair. It's a shame about that one guy's hand deformity.

The color (sorry, colour) pink was all over London at the Olympic Games.

With Kobe on the outside, LeBron goes for the easy 2.

For the duration of the Games, the Olympic rings hung from the Tower Bridge — except for when boats would pass under it. When I got there, the rings were retracted, and they didn't reemerge for what seemed like hours. (whatever that is in metric)

Here's a pile of those creepy one-eyed Wenlocks. 
("One-eyed Wenlocks" now replaces "Destinee Hooker" 
as my favourite London Olympics euphemism.)

I spotted this moving van near Hyde Park. I'd pay any amount of money for movers who wear top hats and tails.

From the flight from London back to LA — a passenger removed his shoes and his socks… then did some yoga stretches… then walked barefoot into the bathroom stall. Welcome back to the States.

Monday, January 14, 2013


Day 2 began with a trip to the Churchill War Rooms, the actual underground bunker where the British Bulldog and his wartime cabinet lived and worked during the Blitz.

One of the most bizarre celebrity sightings ever: legendary NFL coach Tony Dungy.

Okay, it's Big.

The Moment of Truth: Is this scalped Gold Medal Volleyball Finals ticket authentic?

It is! Here's the seat on TV. For half the match, I got a great view of Destiny Hooker. 
(That sounds terribly euphemistic.)

Awkward: Captain America and Captain Brazil got seated together.

The U.S. Women's Volleyball Team lost the gold... and my heart.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013


Day One began with a mad dash throughout London. From Heathrow... to the single Olympic will call pickup location in Paddington... and then all the way back to O2. The signage on The Tube is truly delightful. (and alightful)
Prior to departing the US, I wanted to buy tickets for Basketball Semi Finals knowing that the USA would certainly be in it. The only problem was — which Semi Final game: 1 or 2? The Olympic website gave no indication as to which bracket would be playing in which Semi. I guessed. I guessed wrong. We saw Spain vs. Russia. I'm not saying the Russians intentionally threw the game, but later they were awarded the gold medal in Synchronized Take-A-Dive-ing.
Wenlock, the cycloptic metallic mascot isn't the worst in Olympic history, but he might be the most frightening. I swear the eye follows you around the room.

Monday, January 7, 2013