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Shani Davis. Mr. Tikis' photo, not mine. Which you can tell because it's actually good.

...being a memoir of viewing the Vancouver 2010 Olympics Mens 5000m speed skating event.

This actually began some months previously when the perceptive Mr. Tikistitch realized that Vancouver would be OMG dude OLYMPICS WHAT WE CAN DRIVE TO!!!! So, we put our collective Stitch ears hats into the ring, and were rewarded, in the fullness of time, with some pretty tickets.

Now first understand that even though The Land of Canada is our close neighbor, it is A DIFFERENT COUNTRY! Is true. There's like the metric system - remember studying that crap in school, hahaha? Well, the Canadians actually must've felt bad about it so they went and posted it on all their road signs. (They're all so really really nice.) Also, the money? Not real at all, it's just like Monopoly money, which is keen. No, rilly! They even call them "loonies." I mean, they're even in on the joke.

Anyways, the nice-itude was a bit of a handicap in our full participation. Yesterday's agenda included not only our first event, but actually physically picking up said tickets somewhere in the center of downtown Vancouver. The Vancouver 2010 web site made it clear that this would be a CARBON NEUTRAL EVENT, which seemed to add up to DON'T BE DRIVIN' TO OUR DOWNTOWN, YA HOSERS!! Unfortunately, amid pages with links to various international prizes the proud Canucks had been awarded for coddling polar bears, there was absolutely nothing about, ya know, how to utilize any actual public transport system alternatives.

I finally did some last minute interpolation using The Google and located what was supposed to be a designated Park & Ride lot near-ish to our event and/or the fabled sky train. We pointed the Tiki car towards downtown Richmond and crossed our carbon-guzzling fingers.

( Pay to park. Plus, Dutch people! )

Mr. Tikistitch went to Vulcan!!!



Evidently, it is in Canada. Who knew?



Live long and prosper, eh?

Do you think they will get along?

(tiki is opening boxes and giggling a lot today.)

Whist Mr. Tiki was out of town, some local fashionistas got to his Darth Maul statue...



Fierce.

What's for dinner, Chef Vader?



Hrm, doesn't look very appetizing.

Mr. Tiki didn't say if they encountered any little people trying to trod upon it.

Darned Ewoks! Leaving their stuff in the condiments aisle like that.

He was here all along!

A sacred cowbell.



Doesn't this look totally Indy Jones?

Mr. Tikistitch is off hunting tigers in Ind-jah.

He sent some photos:




View from hotel = pretty.



Music to eat breakfast by! (We told Mr. Tiki to ask them if they know George Harrison!)

And finally....



Yes, it's Stitch in Ind-jah!!! (Note prices in rupees.) 'Cause, Stitch is everywhere. 'Cause, Stitch rules and stuff.