Friday 13th
Uhh... yeah...
Was woken up by Bernard at about 6 AM. Nothing notable happened, apart from I think Robert losing his shoes somewhere in my room. Don't know how that happened.
I don't remember most of the 20 hour long flights, so I will omit that boring part. That said, planes are loud and impossible to sleep in. We have arrived at Toronto at something like 6PM, making it a (not-so-) great 36-hour long Friday.
Ran into the Russian team in Waterloo Inn, and Australians made me act as a translator for them.
Saturday 14th
Quote of the day: "But I don't have dyslexica... oh wait..."
Arrived to Waterloo University :D We played Bartog several times during the day. Found the kiwi team, pom team, american team, french team, irish team, something team, etc.
We also had a party that was meant for us to socialise, but we ended up talking in our own social circles. And Kolstad was bagging out that kind of behaviour, which was amusing to listen to :D
Some reporter for Wired took an interview, so we're now famous (need those medals!).
Day 0 is tomorrow, as well as the opening ceremony. Looking forward to spending several hours in a humid, hot hall in a blazer and pants.
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