Well it was certainly a relief to finally get on the plane to head to Beijing. I am not sure if I am more excited to be going or that I have actually made it. On the plane I am too excited to sleep. I feel like a kid again and I try and calm myself by watching movies. Four movies later and we are almost ready for touch down. I am a little sore from the flight but still looking forward to what is about to happen.
As we go through customs and go through processing I realize it is after midnight at home and I suddenly feel like I can't wait to get settled in the village. After waiting for all our luggage to come out, I see that everyone has there gear but mine is still missing. A lot of people are waiting so I still have faith. That faith is taken from me when officials come and tap me on the shoulder saying there is no more to come. Oh - My luggage is still in Australia.
Not to worry, tomorrow we are about to pickup more gear than we can carry and I won't need a lot of what I have brought over. Only problem is, all me toiletries, underwear and entertainment need are packed in the suitcase. I am sure it will arrive tomorrow.
We get back to the village after the bus driver got lost and turned our 20 minute trip into just over an hour. We go and claim our room, dump what stuff we do have and head for a bite to eat in the food hall. At 1.30am in Beijing, the food hall was mostly empty but we do run into some familiar faces from previous Olympics. We are all looking forward to sleep and head back quickly to bed.
The alarm goes off, we are up and look out our window from the 6th floor. The first thing we see is the boxers training. The coach screaming at them and the poor guys are sweating it out to make their weight category.
Welcome to the Olympics!! This is what it's all about.. I get goose bumps!!