Others may not have been enamoured with the idea of hosting a world-class event, but I felt thrilled that for two weeks, the Vancouver 2010 Olympic Games held the world's attention, that the name of our city was repeated in multiple languages, and that the beauty of our province was displayed on millions of TV screens across the globe.
To relive that magical time, I decided to pull out and post scenes I captured as we stood on the threshold of this historic event. On February 9, 2010, the torch relay wound its way through the village and my neighbours and I flocked to the intersection of No.1 Road and Steveston Hwy to welcome the flame.
At around 6:00 PM, everyone rushed out
We positioned ourselves at the curb and craned our necks to spot the approaching caravan.
Although it was bone-chillin' cold, we stood rooted to the spot.
Then they came, in quick succession.
The Coke truck
The RBC truck
The truck with the Olympic mascot
And right behind clusters of security personnel, the torch itself
It was over much too quickly but we all felt lucky to have witnessed the procession first hand and the sense of community it awakened in all our hearts. Now, if only we could repeat the whole process all over again...
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