Good times my friend, good times

So many good things are happening in the course of the next few days. In no particular order:

- The Olympics finish on Sunday. YES. We get our town back. I also have a feeling the city of Vancouver will have that feeling you get after a 2 week holiday. You got quite drunk, you didn't quite get everything done you wanted, some people you went with thought it was crap and it cost an awful lot of money.

- My time off has arrived. This post will primarily make me feel bad next week when I have to go back to work and I think of myself sat here with no reason to get up for the next nine days.

- A couple of friends arrive from the UK next week for their own Canadian holiday. It'll be good to see some familiar faces and look as if I know where things are in and around Vancouver. Of course I have lots of stuff planned and lots of ideas for what they can do. Erm, yeah.

In other news my boss asked me this week what I will think of that defines my trip to Canada. I said I didn't really know and that's pretty much true, a year is a long time to distil to one thing. There's been a lot of highlights; snowboarding, Nathan Barley costumes, gay bingo. And hopefully more still to come.

Having said that I know what will happen when I get home. Despite all the good times, despite the people I've met, despite a basically amazing year (genuinely the best of my life - no joke), people will ask "How was Canada? What was it like? Did you have a good time?". And I'll say "It was alright".