London 2012

Is there such a thing as an Olympic hangover? If so, I believe it's what I'm experiencing at the moment. We've had two awesome weeks of constant action. During work and after work. We created new daily routines, and every day was exciting. I watched all sports, and was excited about it. Even the ones I barely knew existed.  Wrestling, BMX, taekwondo.You name it! I think everyone in this town embraced the olympic spirit, and realised that something like this don't come along often. (or they did the opposite and locked themselves in their house and didn't come out for two weeks.)

London was an amazing city to be in, everyone was happy and friendly. Especially all the volunteers that worked at the events (Which made it even clearer how shit London's customer service usually is ) . And the city was calmer that usual, there was actually seats on the tube when going through central. Even the weather has been great!

.. and today, we went back to normal. Back to normal routines. No more screaming in the office when Team GB takes a medal (which, may I add, happened way too often..) . It feels empty, like a friend who was visiting just left.

Except that this friend was pretty expensive for London...

But it was so worth it!