Pie’s 300th Post – I Was At The Paralympics! (Part Two)September 20, 2012
Technically, this is my 301st post, but as it’s a continuation of my Paralympics experience, it will remain at 300. If you want to have a fight about this, we can take it outside…
So, to recap: I had tried in vain for two weeks to get a ticket for these games, but on the Friday, by sheer good fortune, I was able to watch some wheelchair basketball. Then, at the 11th hour, just when I thought I’d had my fill, I managed to score a ticket for the Saturday, which included a morning session of athletics and the full run of the Olympic Park. Once I met up with Sil, Sassy Bird and True Brit, we headed to the stadium.
The athletics was superb. It’s an amazing thing to watch the human body do what you’d think was impossible. The atmosphere in the stadium was electric. And my little friend (pictured below) enjoyed it too.
Say hello to La Petite Citroën DS. She goes everywhere with me, and there she was, in the Olympic stadium, at the Olympic Park. She was a very, very lucky little car.
We mooched around the park for the rest of the day, soaking up the incredible atmosphere where everyone was so friendly, particularly the Games Makers. We checked out the Velodrome and other venues. Everything had that brightness you only get when the sun comes out and the temperature’s high.
I had never seen our union flag worn in so many different ways. Some of it was eye-wateringly bad, but all of it a sight to behold. I saw one woman pushing a buggy containing her baby and an older reluctant child beside it, dragging herself along. The lady was kind enough to let me take a photo of her. It was a proper love-in at the Olympic Park. You probably would’ve got a shag, if you asked nicely enough. No request was refused.
You needed deep pockets though, because the food and drink was horrendously expensive. The fish and chips, however, was a good size for £8.50 with a choice of either Haddock or Cod. Mushy peas was £1 extra. We all struggled to get through our fish lunch it was so big. We also struggled with the price of a mini bottle of wine that Sil ordered, which just about filled a small glass. £5.50? Yer ‘aving a bubble, mate!
The day was one big laugh: we all got on so well. I was particularly impressed with Sassy Bird, who took no prisoners! Watching her getting exactly what she wanted from the various vendors around the park was truly a masterclass in assertiveness. After going through the massive obligatory tat shop, buying things we will probably never use, we went up to the top of the park with the big screen and watched the athletics until the very end, when Oscar Pistorius won the 400m final.
As we walked through the park, admiring the beautifully lit Orbit tower and stadium, and heading towards Stratford station to go home, a line of cheerful Games Makers were waiting for us, ready to give high-fives. A superb end to a most excellent day.
I found out, a few days later, other friends had been trying to get tickets for me, but didn’t want to say anything in case it didn’t happen. I felt really cherished. Can it get any better than this? Well, the year ain’t over yet… watch this space!