Fire and Ice
By ellen scobie on Feb 5, 2010 | In News
A bunch of us stood in line to see the flame up close the other night - almost an hour's wait. It was a beautiful, clear night with views straight over to the Olympic rings to the north and the cowbell hullabaloo to the south to keep us entertained. The legs look a bit like giant heating ducts wrapped in tin-foil. Brings to mind giant smore packages. I like the camp-fire aspect of the holy shrine of fire. How Canadian to prop three twigs together a light a match to them. It's almost as fun as Gretzky's ride to the flame following the Opening Ceremony. All this fuss about who was going to light the torch. It's easy! Stick Wayne in the back of a truck and drive him down in the pouring rain. Forget the security cavalcade. Let whoever's on the street at the time run alongside the truck like a dog in a farmyard. That whole scene was way more fun than the $1.5 million oops! where's the fourth leg? little mishap. A campfire, riding in the back of a truck, hootin' and hollerin'. I hope the Closing Ceremonies are just as Canadian.
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