After watching the 2489214th former Yugoslavian/USSR member state's Olympic delegation parade through the Bird's nest stadium, I got fed up and headed out for a snack. The fast food joint's waiters and cooks were all clustered around a TV, watching the live telecast from the stadium.
The waitress sprinted to the counter to take my order. I paid and she hustled back to the TV. The cook got up and sprinted to the kitchen. 30 seconds later he was back watching the coverage, and I ate the world's fastest bowl of noodles.
Tonight I watched the opening ceremonies at my apartment, with a few Chinese friends and American students from my program. We sat around the TV drinking beer and enjoying the show. The Chinese guys brought snacks that included chicken feet, which I declined to eat.
I have one week left of Chinese class, after which my Dad arrives in Beijing. I don't have any tickets for the first week of events, but in the second week my Dad and I are going to see the women's volleyball semi's and the last four nights of track and field.
So hopefully I'll survive my final exams and make it through to root for Canada! Jiayou! (the main Chinese sports cheer, literally: add oil.)
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