Whistler, right after the gold medal hockey game. I was there with dear friends, dancing and debauching a lottle bit on Saturday night, staying the next afternoon for the hockey game (my first, believe it or not) and the delirious street party afterwards. Sunday night we were back in Vancouver but I didn’t sleep in the van due to GI complications… the predictable result of the various and sundry things I ingested over the weekend, topped off with a dangerously oversized dinner in Squamish on the way home. It’s been amazing, but I think I’m looking forward to post-olympic normalcy.