The things I didn’t tweet this week (5/20-5/26)

And it’s a good thing I didn’t. Though, it’s not to say that the things that were published to my Twitter stream were actually worth posting. I mean, come on.
 
Consider this the equivalent of the Friday evening newscast. Really, nothing of importance.
 
    • “I don’t know about you, but I could really go for some tacos right now!” ~Me, any time, any day.
 
    • I’m sorry, I don’t speak passive-aggressive-clear-your-throat. Something to say? Speak up!
 
  • Four-day weekend coming and I’ve decided to stay-cation. No long drives nor high gas bills. Just relaxing. #reprieve
 
Note: These tweets are actual saved drafts of tweets from throughout the week. I make a point to empty my drafts folder (for Twitter, Outlook, WordPress, etc, etc) at the end of each week). 

A series of action

Actions matter. But they’re not to be judged individually. They’re to be judged as a series.
 
Just as a series of positive actions can be undermined by a series of negative actions, the same can occur in reverse. A series of negative actions can be undone by a series of positive actions.
 
And the more global your perspective on your series of actions, the truer your interpretation of “good” and “bad”.

Objects aren’t important. People are.

Yesterday we were involved in a minor car accident.
 
After a long, very good, day at work we headed home. It happened as we traveled north on I-405, passing through Culver City. We were in the carpool lane. Traffic was moving slowly and the car behind us (in the carpool lane) moved to change into another lane (illegally crossing double yellow lines). The driver didn’t see the motorcycle coming up, splitting lanes, behind him. The motorcycle driver swerved to try to avoid, lost control of his bike, and hit the “offending” car, another car in the next lane, before sliding on the ground and hitting the rear of our car.
 
The best part is that the rider got up. He was okay (no injuries). There was only minor damage on the bike and the three cars. Again, the best part is no injuries. I could care less about the vehicle damage.
 
And that’s the lesson learned. We say it all the time, “Objects aren’t important. People are.”
 
Another admirable thing: all parties involved kept their cool. No anger, no blame. I saw an extraordinary amount of compassion and courtesy. Not to mention the two other drivers who stopped to make sure everything was okay, and stayed until we all took to the road again. All four drivers were primarily concerned, and relieved, that we were all okay.

As political as you’ll ever see me get

Ugh, politics.
 
Ugh, politicians.
 
Ugh, rhetoric.
 
Really, unless you have taken any action to correct the things that you are unhappy about (politically), your complaints are invalid. The easiest, most effective way to take action is by voting. If you don’t vote, but still complain about our government, I have no use for your views.
 
Even more effective? Communicate with your elected officials. Write a letter, send an email, and if you’re truly unhappy about the state of things, go to one of their appearances and/or speaking forums. CONTRIBUTE and express in lieu of your passive-aggressive complaints.
 
With so many dividing issues, passing of blame, lack of accountability and responsibility, decrease in quality, financial struggles and mismanagement, etc, etc I still stop down and truly appreciate how fortunate we are to live in this country. A lot of us don’t realize that it is the fact that we have opposing opinions that really makes this country great. It could always be worse. Remember that.
 
It can always be better. But, it takes true leadership and action, not negativity and passive voices.

Randomness for the week of 5/13-5/19

When I was a kid, a day seemed like a year. If someone told me that I had to wait a month for something to happen, I’d be in agony over how slowly that time passed. That’s all different now.
 
Now, I would love for time to slow down to an agonizingly slow pace.
 
    • On Tuesday, I received confirmation that my Project UNIFY grant application was accepted, and fully funded. This is a huge project with aspects that will reach into every aspect of our programs to change it for the better. If implemented correctly, we’re going to see a tremendous about of growth over the next few years. We’ll also see increased efficiency and sustainability in what we do. It changes our approach; it will affect every singe aspect of our organization. And believe me, I’m not exaggerating when I describe it this way. Click here for the SOSC web page on our School Partnership Programs and Project UNIFY. Admittedly, the page needs a complete overhaul, including much more information about what we’re doing, but keep checking it for updates if you’re interested. 
 
    • Within the past few months I’v gained a renewed sense of drive and loyalty to my career. It’s funny how quickly things can change. At the end of last year, I was ready to make a career change.
 
    • I’m getting increasingly annoyed with myself for not following through on things I tell myself that I should do. Best example is me constantly saying “I need to eat better. Smaller portions and more cooking at home.” Then using the excuse of “my busy schedule” or “I’m too tired” to back out of it.
 
    • Speaking about (not) eating better: one of the best things I’ve ever eaten was the pastrami chili cheese fries, from The Hat, I had for dinner last night. So good but, the chances of me ordering it again are pretty slim. That is, unless there are 10 other people I can share it with. So much food. I didn’t take a picture of mine, but my friend Elissa took a pic before her and her husband tackled it a few weeks ago. View it here
 
    • No “Things I didn’t tweet this week” post because I simply didn’t have a lot of time for Twitter (or any other social network). And, when I did have the time, I didn’t “filter” what I did post.
 
  • Family and friends are surprised when I tell them how much busier things are (as we’re all already very busy as it is). I think there’s an even greater need, and sense of urgency, to really focus on making time for them as we move forward. Especially important is that my wife and I make it a real point to turn off work and spend real time together.

The things I didn’t tweet this week (5/6-5/12)

And it’s a good thing I didn’t. Though, it’s not to say that the things that were published to my Twitter stream were actually worth posting. I mean, come on.
 
Consider this the equivalent of the Friday evening newscast. Really, nothing of importance.
    • Harley stopped next to me playing Taylor Swift on his radio. Lesson from this moment? Do what you want. F everyone else.

How I should “earn this”

Tom Hank’s character tells Private Ryan, in the movie Saving Private Ryan, to “earn this”. That scene is important, really driving home one of the main points of the story. Private Ryan, while reminiscing about that moment, expresses how much he tried to live his life in order to earn what that group of soldiers did for him.
 
Applied to my life, I use the “earn this” mantra more and more often. Are my actions worth it? Is what I do something that will “earn” a positive result? Am I working to ensure that what I do, in both work and personal life, worth what I achieve?
 
And, it’s also fun to use the “earn this” mantra to other things, like:
 
    • Remember the ginormous meal you just ate? “Earn it” by working out, cycling, hiking, etc.

 

    • Want something specific from your wife, friend, or family? “Earn it” by doing something for them as well.

 

  • That new camera/lens/other photography equipment you want to buy? How do you plan to “earn it”?

Sunday musing on Flickr and korean tacos

No “deep” thoughts for today’s musing. I’m anxious for a for a few things coming this week. Nothing bad, just want things to start moving. Patience is, and always will be, something I continually strive towards.
 
I did grill this evening (no pictures because I simply wanted to enjoy my evening). I made Korean-inspired tacos. I grilled some bulgogi (purchased pre-marinated from Fresh and Easy), grilled a bunch of corn tortillas, added some shredded cabbage and Sriracha for some delicious tacos. Next time I do this, I’m skipping the pre-marinated pack and doing my own because, 1) the marinade (flavor) wasn’t strong enough for me, and 2) the quality of the meat wasn’t all that great.
 
I’m slowly working through my Flickr photostream, reorganizing sets and collections, adding titles, descriptions, tags, and really trying to set it up so that it’s easy for me to keep things organized moving forward. I’m still a little unsure about “investing” more effort into Flickr; I just need to see some more innovation come from them. Right now, the features I want aren’t there. But, I feel a bit loyal to them (as I’ve been with them since Nov 2004).

The things I didn’t tweet this week (4/29-5/5)

And it’s a good thing I didn’t. Though, it’s not to say that the things that were published to my Twitter stream were actually worth posting. I mean, come on.
Consider this the equivalent of the Friday evening newscast. Really, nothing of importance.
    • Coffee was so good, this morning, I wanted to swim in it instead of drink it.

 

    • Zooey, I love ya but you’re just way to overexposed right now. Irritatingly so.

 

  • Same with you, Betty White.
These are tweets from my drafts folder, written during the week but not actually posted for some reason or another. 

Taking steps forward

There was a lot of work put into this project. The amount of meetings (to get various parties on board with what we are about to embark on), with the amount of research and planning required, took up my whole month of April. Writing the grant is just the first step. When* we get the grant award, I expect a whirlwind of activity over the course of the next year. And, like I’ve been telling everyone, if we do this (implementation) correctly, our Programs will not look the same when we look back a few years from now. All for the better.
 
In the meantime, knowing the insanely busy professional road I’m about to travel, it’s become even more important that I find creative and recreational outlets. I’m forcing myself to make more time for hiking, cycling, photography, and travel. I’m even working to allow myself more time for reading and writing.
 
The main focus (pun intended) is on my photography. I’m taking the hobby back to where I am most comfortable with it, as a hobby. I won’t be taking freelance jobs for a while, nor updating a professional website. I’ll be shooting for myself (and an occasional friend/family). That’s where I enjoy photography most and that’s exactly what I want to get back to.
 
Incidentally, I am enjoying the site A Lessor Photographer. Written by @Cj Chilvers, his manifesto has helped steer me towards a much more simple approach, allowing for a greater appreciation of photography as a whole.
 
* I say “when” because I’m positive that we will be awarded the funds. Positive thinking.

Sunday grill

Sunday grill by patricktphoto
Sunday grill, a photo by patricktphoto on Flickr.

With the warm weather becoming a constant, I’m getting back into the habit of grilling more often. Sundays seem to be perfect as they’re usually the only days when I don’t have work or other commitments.

This afternoon I opted to marinade some salmon fillets in Soy Vey Teriyaki sauce before tossing them onto the grill. I paired those with some grilled asparagus (tossed in olive oil and sprinkled with kosher salt).

Oh, so good.

Over-complicating simplicity

I have a tendency to over-complicate things. It’s something that I’m constantly working to correct yet, due to my tendency to over-complicate things, sometimes my course towards correction is a bit, well… over-complicated. Where this really hurts me is in my photography. I keep switching directions only because I feel like I have to. I keep trying new things only because I feel like I have to. I keep exploring different paths and methods only because I feel like I have to. And, when I realize that I need a course-correction, the over-complication comes into play confusing me even more than it should.So I have stopped. I haven’t photographed on a regular basis for a little over a year. I could chalk it up to creative block, or something alo

Some mid-week randomness

It looks like I’ll have to postpone my #31Tacos project originally planned for May. Some recurring health issues can be blamed for forcing me to adjust some of my routines and overall diet for the next few months. It’s nothing serious, just a slight change in course in the interest of long-term health.

Speaking of health, I’m very inspired by so many of my friends who are taking their health more seriously lately. They’re working on all aspects, from weight loss to lifestyle changes. It’s nice, and especially motivating, when you work with a group that has similar goals. My main goal is lifestyle change in that I want to be more active. Hiking, cycling, walking, running (still undecided on this, but it intrigues me), and playing tennis again (I miss it).

The past 5 years were extremely difficult, yet eye-opening in that I will never, ever, take mobility for granted.I’ve retrained myself to (again) carry a camera with me everywhere I go. This means no more “kidding myself” by constantly justifying leaving the camera at home with “I can get by with the iPhone”.

Yes, I can get by with the camera phone, but that is not the photographer I am. I need the actual camera; a separate device specifically for photography. Thankfully, the Fuji x10 is perfect for my everyday camera needs. It’s not too big, heavy, nor cumbersome for daily use.

The kind of stress that nurtures maturity

I’m stressed out. But, it’s the good kind of stress. It’s the kind of stress that I actually feel “empty” without; the contestant feeling of having things to do, a purpose, a challenge in front of me that comes with a self-imposed sense of urgency. Others can judge it “unhealthy” but, knowing what I know about myself, I wouldn’t want to go through life without this feeling.

I think that’s why I became extremely bored during high school and college. I didn’t challenge myself in any way. I signed up for easy classes and settled for status quo (if that) and became more sentient as each week passed. Part of me knew that my negative attitude was my own self-doing yet, I never took any steps to correct it.Now, a totally different story. I’m traveling down a road that will lead me to reach a professional level that I never imagined I would achieve. I haven’t been this excited about my job since I was first hired (ten years ago). My enthusiasm has dramatically increased (colleagues have already started to comment on how excited I am when I talk about the project). It’s exciting in that this project reaches out to every single aspect of what our organization does and, if implemented correctly, will have tremendous impact on our overall program growth and sustainability.

This is what I thrive on – a challenge bigger than I give myself credit for. A challenge that my previous low levels of self-esteem and self-doubt would prevent me from even considering. A long-term project that I would have otherwise turned down because of my fear of commitment to any single entity. There’s no more “one foot out the door” looking at other job opportunities. This is an all-in, must see this project through drive that has developed from deep within. It comes with a sense of deep passion and commitment; it’s something I want to look back on my life upon and see it’s success as one of the biggest achievements of my life.

It’s different now. I’m different now.* This Sunday musing was written on Monday due to an extremely busy weekend.

The long road (air route) home

I’m home, and it feels good. Here’s the day of travel that got me back to Southern California:

Shuttle to Athens Airport: My driver, provided by the games GOC, arrived 15 minutes early. Goodbyes were said to my team members, now new friends, and I loaded the car with my bags. My driver (I can’t recall her name) was a nursing student, just graduated. She signed up to volunteer for the games as part of the Medical team, but was assigned to be a driver (in the Transportation Services) instead. Which is good, as she really knew the streets of Athens. To avoid traffic, we jetted through side streets and back alleys. At one point, she even knocked the mirror off of a parked car as we flew down a narrow street.

Flight 1: Athens to Toronto. This was about 10 hrs, 45 minutes of blah. I dozed off and on, watched most of the in flight movies (Date Night, Beastly, Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Roderick Rules, The A-Team, Win-Win). It was a crowded plane, including all of SO Team Canada coaches and athletes. Thankfully, the flight was uneventful too. Just long. And the haze I was in for most of yesterday allowed me to ignore a lot of things.

My 2hr layover, in Toronto, was spent going through customs three different times. Apparently, they only booked my luggage to Toronto (not all the way through to LA as they should have). I didn’t find this out until after I was in line for US customs. I then had to clear Canadian customs, get my bag, check back into my flight, clear US customs, clear security, then board the plane. Got in a good workout and became very familiar with the terminal.

Flight 2: Toronto to Los Angeles: I was dead tired. It didn’t help that, when it became a tad turbulent, the flight attendant spilled a pitcher of water onto my lap. Understanding that it wasn’t his fault (it was very turbulent at that time), I still snapped at him. The head flight attendant came over to offer me a free drink (alcoholic), but I didn’t want anything from any of them. I was tired. Again, I dozed off an on, and before I knew it the plane had landed.

Michelle met me in baggage claim, and we promptly headed to In-N-Out for a long awaited burger (oh so good). Then to home, where I fully appreciated a long hot shower (in my own home), and a long, good night’s sleep (in my own bed).

Feels good to be home.

Athens, days 11, 12 & 13: What day is it?

Somewhere along the line I stopped keeping track of the date and time The only reason I still wear my watch is to cover up the insane watch tan on my wrist. Also, there’s no way I could ever cheat on my wife by hiding my wedding ring, as I think you can see my ring tan line from space. Not that I would even think to attempt something like that to begin with.

There’s not a lot of (new) things to report from the past few days. It’s still hot here. There’s still a lot of walking around the venues. The food is still very good (Reuben has a knack for choosing really good places to eat). My hotel room bed still has the consistency equivalent to a large marble slab.

Speaking of my bed: at 4:30 AM, yesterday, I made the mistake of rolling over to the middle of it. Now, know that my bed is actually two twin beds, on wheels, pushed together. I’ll let you imaginations complete the rest of the story, but as I told everyone, it was quite difficult to go back to sleep after that.

They like their starch over here. The bed sheets are like sandpaper. My laundry has been coming back with my t-shirts like cardboard. When I put them on, I feel like I’m wearing paper.

At this stage in the Games (Closing Ceremonies are on Monday), there aren’t a whole lot of issues left to troubleshoot. There has been a lot of standing around, floating from venue to venue, most times not even touching a GMS computer at all. There are a lot of other issues that we’ve faced, of which I don’t want to go into detail o this site. It’s been a challenge, and the seasoned team members are going crazy with all of the free time we’re left with (it’s not supposed to be this slow for us).

Yesterday (day 13), I played “bodyguard” for Apryl. It was her last day (she flys home this morning), and Reuben gave her the day off to go sightseeing, shopping, etc. To make sure she wasn’t floating through this (crazy) city alone, I went with her. After seeking out some people she wanted to catch up with, we headed into Jumbo. Jumbo is a cross between Toys R Us and Ikea, where the top floor is all toys and the bottom floor is all home goods (weird). After she loaded up on gifts for her 2-yr old daughter, we hopped onto the Metro to Plaka. Plaka is a neighborhood made up of narrow streets and a ton of shops selling a million different things. Very neat to wander through there.

I’m making a list of things that I want to do as soon as I get home. When I read through it, it’s definitely a sign that I am getting a little homesick. Mostly? I miss my bed, my own shower, and my wife. Let me rephrase: I miss my wife, my bed, and my own shower.

I’ve taken the lazy way out, so you’re stuck with my camera phone pics for this post. It’s hard to keep shooting pictures when I keep going to the same venues and don’t necessarily see anything new.

Athens, Days 9 & 10:

Last night, I reached a point of pure lazy. As soon as I sat down in the hotel lobby, after a long day at the OAKA venue, I simply did not want to move from the chair. Some of it was being tired physically, but I later realized that it was mostly mental exhaustion. While I’m having a really fun time here, I have been going non-stop for a few months. We completed our Southern Ca Summer Games right before I left. Before that there were many grant reports and projects that I was working (hard) to complete. Before that there was a lot of field support I needed to provide to our Regional staff. It’s just been busy, and it seemed to all catch up with me.

This morning, I felt much better. I, very surprisingly, got a good night’s sleep. The hotel bed is hard as a rock. When I first arrived, I tossed my backpack onto the bed. Usually, when I do that, I see the backpack bounce a little. On this bed, not so much. I can’t wait until I get into my own bed at home.

As I mentioned, I spent day 9 at OAKA, providing some standby support for powerlifting and basketball. There were only a few questions/troubleshooting scenarios that came up. Nothing major which, as we keep trying to remind ourselves, is actually a good thing. It means things are running pretty well. But, it also makes for a very boring time sitting around a venue and waiting to be sought out for help

I was able to catch up with a Southern Ca coworker, Bill, who is here as part of SO Team USA. We swapped “war stories” around the cheese sandwiches (remember from day 1?), athletes, GOC and more. It was good to see him. I also ran into Kelly K, who works for SO Wisconsin and was one of Michelle’s bridesmaids in our wedding. Very fun to catch up with her too. She is here working public relations for SO Team USA.

There is a girl, that works the powerlifting venue, who looks like Shakira (the singer). Her actual name is Alexandra, but we’ve (internally) named her Shakira. Yesterday, I got names mixed up, and called her Shakira to her face. Would you expect anything else? Luckily, she didn’t catch on. At least, I don’t think she did.

The protests and riots got really bad. A budget measure was passed, that set off the general public. There were fires in the streets and riot police everywhere. Thankfully, we’re safe. Our hotel is a few miles away from the main activity, and the riots seem to be moving away from where we are. There is a constant stream of sirens moving down out street (which was closed for a little bit last night). We’re expecting to see more of them throughout the week. Special Olympics World Games is beginning to be blamed for financial woes too, as the public seems to be very unhappy with the amount of government money behind this event. Needless to say, we’re being very careful.

Today, day 10, I made my way back out to Hellinikon to check in with the venues out there (football, cycling, softball, handball and rhythmic gymnastics. It was neat to see all of the other sports (I really liked the way cycling was setup). Most of the time was spent indoors, watching the rhythmic gymnastics. Yes, a little boring hearing the same songs, and seeing the same routines, over and over again, but still inspiring to see the athletes at work.

I met a photographer, hired by Specia Olympics, to cover the World Games. We swapped a few stories and I learned more about his day job (shooting for the European press while stationed in China). It was nice having a conversation with a photographer where equipment brands, the latest and greatest gear, and (equipment) pissing matches don’t come up. Just talking pure photography was refreshing.

The last two dinners were spent at Pizza Roma, just a little walk from our hotel. It’s pretty good pizza (not NYC good, but good enough to remind us of home). I like the place because it’s very low key, and I’m finding that at this point of the trip, I like my evenings to be as low key as possible.

That’s about it for the past two days. There are some riots again this evening, stranding two of our team members at a venue that is on lockdown, but for the most part everyone else related to SO is safe. Now, we’re all just hoping that they don’t choose to riot/protest on Tuesday, when all of our flights are supposed to take us home. That would suck.

But, we’ll cross that bridge in a few days. For now we will see these games through. Tomorrow looks like I’ll be back at powerlifting. I’ll try not to call Alexandra, “Shakira”, but I can’t make any promises.

Athens, Day 8: Ventured to another venue: Hellinikon

Today’s “General Protest” has public transportation closed throughout the city. The Metro (subway) did remain open for the sake of the Games, but they were extremely busy as they covered the lack of buses running through the streets. Thankfully, taxis were still running (and making major money in doing so). Even more thankfully, the Special Olympics shuttle system was still running. It’s a series of chartered buses that run constant routes from venue to venue. It’s there for fans, volunteers, VIPs and guests, and officials. The shuttles are very comfortable, air conditioned carriages that move directly to the venues, with no additional stops or crowds. Why we didn’t use this system at the beginning of the week (instead of the Metro) is beyond me.

The protest is supposed to carry through tomorrow too, but as long as we have those shuttles, there is no concern for any major effects on the Games. Though, this evening there is a steady stream of sirens and heavy traffic moving past our hotel. I can only imagine how crazy it is near Parliament right now

Hellinikon: this is the venue that I should have went to the first few days. It’s located at the beach! The beach, complete with an absolutely gorgeous ocean view, picturesque clouds, and cool sea air. Ahh, felt a little like home.

Hellinikon is the site of gymnastics, badminton, handball, football (soccer), softball, Young Athletes and MATP programs. Yeah, a lot going on down there. Half of the team has been assigned here for the week, so there was no need for me to come down, but it was a venue I wanted to see, and today’s schedule was casual enough to allow it.

My new favorite sport? Handball. I had never seen it in person until today, and I love it. It’s a cross between soccer and basketball (though you can’t use your feet). There’s a ton of strategy involved in the games, and the athleticism is quite something to watch. Which, as I’ve told you before, our athletes are amazing. I watched a few matches; the game between Germany and Kenya was fast paced and down to the last minute. So much fun!

Badminton was entertaining, but we spent most of the time watching a very well organized artistic gymnastics competition. Again, I’m thoroughly impressed simply by seeing athletes from all over the world in one location. And to watch them compete with one another, and to watch their coaches interact with the athletes and other countries’ coaches, was great.

A very touching moment: one of the female gymnasts is deaf, and the announcer took a moment to teach the crowd how to “applaud” using sign language so that she could appreciate it. And from that point on, after each of her routines, the whole crowd signed their applause. I cannot begin to describe the smile on her face.

The day ended with an absolutely gorgeous scene. As our shuttle was pulling away from Hellinikon, the sun’s rays were cascading through the clouds in the sky, casting rays right over the venue and the surrounding beaches. Took my breath away. But, and I apologize, I didn’t take any pictures. Edie (Alaska) asked me why, to which i could only reply “some things you just have to appreciate without a camera”. And I’m very glad I did.

It’s fun not obsessing over pictures while I’m here. There are about 100 shots that I passed on, today, simply because I opted to just relax and enjoy what was happening rather than fuss with a camera. But, as you can see above, I did get my picture of the US Embassy (taken from our shuttle as it drove by). I can’t remember if I told this story on the blog, but on my first day here I walked past the embassy. Seeing it, I stopped to take a photo. I was immediately confronted by two very well armed security guards, letting me know that I could not photograph the building. I pointed out some people across the street, taking photographs of the same buiding at that very moment, only to be told that it was okay to shoot from there, but not from the sidewalk right in front (where we were). Ridiculous. But who am I to argue with two guys holding sub-machine guns?

Tomorrow I head back to OAKA to check in with the venues there (athletics, aquatics, basketball, tennis, volleyball and powerlifting) Though, if it’s anything like the past few days, I expect it to be another quiet and easy day. I want to spend some more time at tennis. Mattel is also conducting a Young Athletes exhibition up there, and I really want to see it.

Athens, Day 7: what is the Greek tradition for birthday?

I’m not sure, but mine was spent touring some of the sport venues at OAKA (site of athletics, aquatics, basketball, tennis, powerlifting and volleyball). It was another fun day where I had the opportunity to see our athletes in action. There’s something really cool about watching the 800M race (athletics), with each of the eight lanes filled with an athlete from a different country. There’s something really cool about watching a match (volleyball) between Russia and India. There’s something really cool about watching athletes from Tapei hang out with athletes from Australia.

The team is constantly reminding me that this World Games is different from the others in that, with Athens 2011, we have a lot more free time (while roaming from venue to venue, making sure they’re running without issue). Usually, they tell me, they’re all busy – each one stationed at a venue or two – actually operating GMS. But, because the Athens 2011 has plenty of (paid) GMS operators, our roles are reduced to “observe and support”.

This works out in my favor because I have a lot of opportunities to spend time enjoying the event, and getting to know each of the team members, all of whom are amazing, fun people. I love hearing the stories from how they were first chosen to join the team, how they survived the scariest/busiest World or National Games they worked, and recounts of all of the crazy incidents they’ve experienced through the years. And then, it’s even more interesting to learn about their personal lives, how they met their spouse, how they adopted their daughter, the crazy things they see on the streets while working for the Ireland Post, and how they are busy making wedding plans for the end of July.

Day before yesterday, I spent time with Patrick (from Ireland). The guy had me laughing the whole time, and I swear I had picked up a slight Irish accent by the end of the day It’s what happens when you listen to him for at least half a day. This afternoon, I was paired with Apryl (Alabama) and learned that “feisty” with a southern accent is very entertaining. She is a very dynamic, good-hearted human being, a great mother of an adopted young girl, and a teacher that any kid would be lucky to have. Also, Apryl is one of only two people that I know who requires a jacket when the weather is in the mid-80s. The other being my wife.

Kim (Nebraska) and Johnneice (THE Bahamas) contribute with sweet stories from home. Kim and her husband are the quintessential, very much in love, married couple, and her stories are sweet and real. Johnneice is prepping for a wedding, yet is the calmest bride to be that I have ever known. It must be the island mentality (which I need to find a way to adopt). Tim’s (New Zealand) complete dedication and no nonsense, 100% common sense, approach to things is something I completely respect. Shawn (Trinidad) provides an easy going (again with the island mentality), yet highly intelligent perspective on life. Brooke (Virginia) gives us that blunt, tell it like it is perspective, but will laugh it off, and then some, in the blink of an eye.

Mike, Melissa, and Bill work for Bespoke (the company behind GMS). Mike’s passion for what we’re doing is extremely admirable. He’s not only here to look out for the team, but his genuine caring about the event and the athletes is the drive behind how he accomplishes so much, and with so much respect from all of us. Melissa and Bill are quick, extremely intelligent people who provide us with tremendous support and knowledge.

All in all, wow. I’m absolutely privileged to be a part of this. And, if this were to not only be my first but my only time with this group? It still ranks as one of my favorite experiences.

And, coincidentally, makes for a great birthday present.

Athens, Day 6: The newbie sat in the wrong chair!

It’s pretty crazy when I realize that I’ve been here for a week. It’s even crazier when I realize that I have another week to go. The world of Special Olympics centers upon the “hurry up and wait” lifestyle. There are days that fly by, and days that drag on and on. And within each of those days, you may alternate between busy and dead in the water phases too.

I’m learning a lot, which was the main reason I came to work this World Games. And, to take things a little deeper, I think I’m finding some clarity in a lot of aspects of my life (both work and home). It helps seeing other lifestyles, not just from our Greek counterparts, but in some of the coaches and athletes from other countries. I remember experiencing this type of clarity a few years ago, when I was in London. And the only way that I can sum it up (for purposes of the blog) is by attributing it to becoming more aware of the global picture. In other words, we all face similar issues. We all have sets of unique issues. But, no one is alone. We’re all very much a part of one another, and I experience a great sense of peace when I realize that.

Assigned to Games HQ, I suspected it would be a very slow day holed up inside our windowless room. But, in my attempt to make the best of it, I spent the time really delving into GMS v6 to gain a better understanding of the deeper goings on. Basically, I messed around in the program all day, trying various things and learning as I went. I did have a few troubleshooting opportunities, but nothing major to report.

I stole Reuben’s chair. Reuben is the leader of this group (works for SOI in charge of GMS, amongst other things). When we first arrived in Games HQ, he set his bags on the table and went out. I chose a seat to settle into. His seat. And, I chose this seat for the same reasons I choose my seat in our (Southern Ca) own Games HQ: 1) in a position where I can see people come in through the door, but not in a position where they would come up to me first, and 2) not right in front of the air conditioning vent, but close enough to still reap the rewards. Taking Reuben’s seat (assigned seating, who knew?), and I paid for it with the pick on the newbie teasing for the rest of the day.

The unplanned reward (punishment?) for stealing his seat is that tomorrow, I’m being sent out of Games HQ, back out into the venues.

Competition began today, and from what I’ve heard, some venues started with very little to no issues while others had some challenges. It’s neat to hear about the different experiences and stories, relayed by the other committee members, when we gather in the hotel lobby/bar at the end of the day. I love being a part of a huge event like this, where there are so many things happening on a very big scale. There’s always something to take in and appreciate.

There are some protests, happening at Parliament, causing some traffic issues. There’s also a threatened strike planned for Tues and Wed, which would should down all public transportation in the city. This not only affects us getting to venues, but athletes, coaches, and event volunteers as well. It’s pretty likely that the shutdown will happen, as there are many posters warning the public about it. There’s no official word of what we (Special Olympics) are going to do if/when it happens. Another adventure awaits.

I’m really enjoying myself, but I do miss Michelle, my family and friends. I’ve also been craving avocado like crazy (so used to eating one every day, and I can’t find them in any of the restaurants over here). Still very much loving the french fries served inside of sandwiches over here. Add an avocado to a gyros pita, with french fries in it, and you have the perfect lunch.

And with that, I’m turning in for the night to dream about that perfect sandwich.

Days 4 & 5: Whirlwind and getting out more

I didn’t post last night because, well, I was too tired. By the time I got back, up to my room, it was well into the early hours of the morning, and I had an early wake up call time.

Day 4 (Friday): Stuck in Games HQ all day. Nothing too exciting to report (or, that I want to really report on a public web page). The day was filled with a lot of waiting in between helping to troubleshoot minor and not so minor issues as they came up. Now, though we are working with a new version of the GMS software, we all understand that there will be issues that come with it. And, we’re very fortunate to have the software’s lead programmer on site to fix bugs as they apear. But, the issues aren’t necessarily due to the software. Rather, the issues are due to a variety of factors, such as poor user training, egos, miscommunication (or sometimes a full lack of) and all of the other fun stuff that comes with working with other humans. Let us leave it that, for now.

Day 5 (Saturday): I was able to go out to a venue! Today is the last day of preparation before the competition begins (as I type this, Opening Ceremonies are running late into the night). I joined the other Patrick (from Ireland) out to Olympic Stadium to check on our setups at the complex, which include Athletics (track and field), Aquatics, Basketball, and Powerlifting. This outing included a 1.5 hr adventure on the Metro (closed stations and train rerouting), seeing some beautiful venues, really getting to know Pat more (he’s hilarious; had me laughing all day), some more troubleshooting (on the fly, at a venue, which felt good to do. Hell, it’s why our committee is here), and another 1.5 hr Metro adventure back to our hotel.

I opted to skip Opening Ceremonies because, 1) I’m tired, and the ceremonies are long (began at 7 PM and is maybe only 60% through as of midnight. The Parade of Athletes, 170 countries, takes a long time to introduce to the crowds), 2) all of the seats on the stadium, where the ceremonies are being held, are marble, which would make for a very uncomfortable evening. In fact, this whole city is marble. It’s everywhere! And, 3) Today was filled with a lot of walking in very hot sun/weather. I’m tired.

Tomorrow, the competitions begin (yay!). I’m assigned back in Games HQ where I’m hoping I can provide support as needed. This is a really talented, good, compassionate team of people. This GMS Committee is very intelligent, very fun to be around, uses common sense 99.999978% of the time, and is here for all of the right reasons (for the athletes). It’s a privilege to be a part of it, and I am willing to do whatever is needed to support the others, and this competition, to ensure a good experience for the athletes and coaches.

With that, I’m calling it a night. I’m tired, and tomorrow will be very, very busy.

Athens, Day 3: The first day of the rest of our time in Greece

I’m not entirely sure how long, or interesting, this post is going to be. Why? Well, 1) it’s been a long day and it’s really late right now, and 2) it was fairly uneventful.

We spent eleven hours in our Games Headquarters room (pictures of our room are above), troubleshooting GMS v6.0 bugs and familiarizing ourselves with the new features. The reporting functions have been rebuilt from the ground up, and are 8,000% better than reporting in the previous version of the software. There’s a lot to learn, and our biggest challenges/questions throughout the Games will (we suspect) focus on reporting.

There are other challenges that we will face too. Working with not necessarily the most pleasant people. We’re talking the very high strung, dramatic, and outright rude types. This will test all of us and our diplomatic skills. Now, this is not saying that all of the people we will be working with are like this. In fact, I’m sure it will be the opposite. But, there are a select few who will be sure to make the loudest noises.

I had my first bad meal here, lunch. The picture that shows the bread with a paper thin piece of cheese on it? That was our “sandwich”, provided to us by the Athens 2011 GOC. Not ten minutes after receiving that, we had placed our carry out lunch order with a nearby restaurant.

For the third consecutive evening, we dined at Jima’s Ginger. It’s such a good place to eat, and they are very familiar with us already (almost knowing our orders). I’ve been trying to switch things up but, this evening,went back to the chicken skewers, which are AMAZING.

We spent the evening getting to know each other more. All thirteen of us are finally here. A breakdown of where we’re all from: Bahamas, Trinidad, New Zealand, Ireland, Alabama, Alaska, California (me), Massachusetts, Nebraska, and Virginia. Pretty awesome, right?

Athens, Day 2: All about the Acropolis

First, I am sorry that I don’t have my “big camera” (dSLR) with me, but I am extremely happy that I’m not carrying all that equipment around. It’s hot here, and with each step, anything you carry gains another pound. So, traveling light (which I love to do in the first place) is key in this city. (By the way, you may already have figured this out, all of my photos are straight from the camera with no editing. Most of the time I have the camera on full auto mode. I’m enjoying point and shoot tourism, rather than trying to play photographer while I’m here. Though, sometimes I do feel that is just an excuse to be lazy with the camera.)

Today was a free day, where eight of us decided to explore the Acropolis. The other four had to attend an all-day meeting, and we’re still waiting for number thirteen to arrive from New Zealand. Since we had our Games Credentials, which act as free passes for all public transportation for the duration of World Games, we ventured onto the Metro (subway) to get there. The Greek subway is not unlike that in New York and London. It’s very clean and somewhat efficient. It makes for an easy way to get around to the main points of the city.

The Acropolis was pretty cool. The hike to the top was a little challenging in that it was fairly steep, there were a lot of (slippery) marble steps, and there were a lot of people. A cruise ship was giving its tour while we were there, and it was insane to see how many people were moving up the path all at once. Six of us made it to the very top (two others stayed at the bottom due to knee issues). I was very surprised at my own knee for not giving way as well. In fact, all of the walking today felt really good. It’s so nice to be mobile.

They’re restoring parts of the Acropolis. It was neat to see some of the cranes at work, and some of the stones numbered and laid out ready for placement. It was a giant puzzle to be put together.

After hiking back down to paved streets, we met a group of protesters. I snapped a few photos before the group began marching. Then, we all realized that they were marching right towards us, and we scurried to get out of their way. One of our members wanted to go to the Hard Rock Cafe so that she could contribute to her collection of Hard Rock memorabilia. It’s located near Parliament, so we took the subway to another stop and ventured out again. More protest groups, signs and banners blanketed the area around there.

After lunch, we went back to the Acropolis so that we could wander through the Acropolis Museum. Unfortunately absolutely no photography was allowed in that museum. It was interesting to see a lot of the artifacts up close, but more importantly, that place had great air conditioning.

From the museum we tried to get into to see Zeus’ Temple, but it was closed. I snapped a couple pictures through the fence (sorry for the poor quality). We did a little tourist shopping, then made our way back to the hotel to meet the others for dinner. We also received our assignments for the next few days, and the beginning of the Games.

Our roles are not as hands on as originally thought. We are here in more of an observer/support role for the GMS operators at each sport venue. Basically, we’re here to troubleshoot if/when something goes wrong. Depending on how the competitions progress, our roles might evolve, but we’re going with observer/support for now. Tomorrow, our early wake up calls begin and it’s off to work. I’m assigned to the GOC Headquarters for the first few days, working to troubleshoot issues from there. A few of the more experienced committee members are assigned to venues, and will be working out in the field.

All in all, it was a very fun day. I had a great chance to bond with the team; all of them are great people and fun to be around. We were laughing the whole day. The meals I’ve had today have been excellent. There’s a little restaurant near our hotel that we have made our own, having dinner there the past two nights. It’s such a perfect little place: modern, very friendly service, and very fresh food. It felt very good to be out (I really like roaming this city) and moving around before I get stuck in front of a computer for the next few days.

Athens, Day 1: Waiting for the rest of the committee to arrive

Today, the other eleven members of our GMS GOC committee arrived (there are thirteen of us). While I know two of them already, this is my first time meeting the others. I am the new guy on this committee, but I already feel like I’ve been working with all of them for years. They are working on a nickname for me, and I promised them that sometime during the next few days I would do something, good or bad, that will help them.

Since most didn’t arrive until late afternoon, I spent the morning roaming the city. After breakfast and a few errands, with Reuben (head of our committee), we split and I roamed a few more streets on my own. The main roads are very busy, but I’ve found some real hidden gems by exploring the smaller, quieter streets.

There are a bunch of little parks scattered throughout the neighborhoods. I also really like the small shops, some of which are hidden down stairways leading from the narrow sidewalks (like in NYC). Every block or so, there are newspaper stands (kiosks?) that sell beverages, cigarrettes, gum, candy, newspapers and magazines. Some have souvenirs and maps. Some have other small trinkets and necessities. The vendors are also very helpful when I asked for directions and translations.

I’m not sure if it’s just the neighborhood I’ve been exploring, but there are a lot of pharmacies and hospitals around here. I like a lot of the buildings too. There is an eclectic mix of old and new, ancient and modern. I saw one building that I could have sworn was a significant historical monument, only to read the sign (thankfully translated in English) to find out that it was a dentist’s office.

It was a little cooler today. There was a very nice breeze for most of the day, making it much easier to stay out and roam for longer periods of time.  I received my “uniform” today, which thankfully consists of a dry-fit polo shirt. That should make it easier being out while I work.

About the food: It’s only been a few meals, but I am impressed with what I’ve eaten so far. Daphne’s Greek Cafe (in the US)? Meh. Daphne’s Cafe in Athens? Party in your mouth, and everyone is invited. Seriously. So. Good.

I don’t have any food pictures yet (I know, what’s wrong with me?), but there will be some in the near future. So far, I’ve been taking care to eat very light and healthy. I’m trying to keep from being bogged down, since there is so much walking required over the next couple weeks. I want to keep high energy, so I’ve been looking for meals high in fruit and vegetables. This city makes it very easy to find healthy food.

I did splurge on a pita (gyro) for today’s lunch. I just have to say three things about it: 1) from now on, I am eating pitas with the french fries inside of it (how it’s served here). YUM! 2) Even though I ordered it from a fast food chain (Goody’s), it was tastier than a lot of pitas I’ve had in Southern Ca. And 3) YUM!

About my hotel: It says it’s a four star hotel. The outside looks like a four star hotel. But the rooms? The rooms make you think, “Whoa, did I get on to the wrong elevator?” Perhaps the stars are given out by a very jovial, all-accommodating kindergarden teacher who doesn’t want anyone in her class to fail.

But, I’m not complaining. Why? Well, 1) I’m not paying for my room, 2) it’s a place to sleep, and I’m not sharing with anyone (for which I’m extremely thankful), 3) the staff is very helpful, and 4) I like that it’s located slightly away from the main hub of all of the World Games activities (less crowded and noisy at night). Plus, it’s in a really neat neighborhood.

Oh, and another “fun” fact about the hotel? The elevators fit one person and one piece of luggage at a time. It’s funny when we try to pack a bunch of us in at the same time. It feels like a Dial (soap) commercial, “Aren’t you glad you use Dial? Don’t you wish everyone else would too?”

Tomorrow, as a group, we’re going into full tourist mode to tacke the Acropolis (Akropoli?) and some more touristy spots. I’m really looking forward to that.

Athens, Day 0 (Travel day)

Traveling to Europe always confuses me (he writes, as if traveling to Europe was a common occurrence for him. This trip makes for a total of… two times). My mind and body have no idea what time it is, though the watch and the clock on my mobile phone scream “It’s 20:13, 20/7/2011!” I’m ten hours into the future; at least, the future from the Los Angeles, CA perspective.

I’m in Athens, sitting in my hotel room (home for 15 days). I made it safely, but not without a few travel stories:

First leg, LAX>Toronto: Quite possibly the worst flight in my entire life. Why? I was sitting in 19D (aisle). There was a teenage boy seated in 19F (window). We were separated by a very nice Canadian woman (19E). Literally (and I don’t use that word unless I really mean it) the moment the plane moved from the gate, the kid filled the barf bag. Then filled 19E’s. Then filled mine. And this continued at regular intervals all through the 4.5 hour flight.

Almost immediately, the flight attendant offered to move the teenager to a seat closer to the bathroom. He declined, justifying it as “It’s just something I ate. I’m fine now”, only to hurl 5 minutes after she walked away. I later found out that his grandmother was on the same flight, in a row further back. Another fight attendant, about an hour into the flight, offered to change his seat so that he could be closer to his grandmother. Again, the kid declined with another weak justification.

At this point, the sounds and the smell and the alternating empty and full bags being passed back and forth, almost made me lose it. This was about 2 hours into the flight. I stood up, and walked to the back of the plane. Even paced back and forth a little to calm the stomach and the mind. Then asked the (first) flight attendant, “Can you please move him? He’s making me sick too”. She tried, but the teenager vehemently declined again. And at this point, I wanted to beat the hell out of him. But I didn’t, as 19E was being extremely nice to him. Comforting him, helping him out. Talking him through it. I didn’t want to be “that guy” who was mean.

But, I should have. When we pulled up to the gate at Toronto, I bolted.

Second leg, Toronto>Athens: After a 2 hour layover (and an extremely light lunch for me), a 10.5 hour flight was ahead of me. My only thought was “I better not see that f’n kid on this flight”. Instead, I was seated next to the parents from “My Big Fat Greek Wedding”. Nah, they weren’t the actors from the movie, but they were EXACTLY LIKE THE CHARACTERS they played. In 10.5 hours, they argued, they fought, they cuddled, they tried to feed me extra food, they offered me advice for my trip and for my life, and then they did it again. And again. But, it wasn’t annoying. I found it very entertaining. Two other (elderly) Greek couples on the flight, seated near me, were just as friendly. Very enjoyable.

The flight duration did take it’s toll on me, as I could feel myself getting “punchy” near the end. That teenager should be extremely grateful that he wasn’t on my second flight.

Third leg, Taxi from airport to hotel: Taxi driver was awesome. Drives like crazy (like a lot of other drivers in this city seem to do), but very welcoming and friendly. Was at hotel in 15 minutes (when it should have taken 30).

For some reason, I got a second wind when I reached the hotel. After checking in, I roamed a few blocks. The heat, dehydration, and exhaustion caught up to me very quickly. After a little over an hour, I scrambled back to the hotel and passed out for a three hour nap. Still pretty tired, but feeling better since I’ve been drinking water non-stop. Tonight, a late dinner with my colleague (and leader of our GMS Committee), then right back to bed. The rest of the committee arrives tomorrow.

Perhaps, when I wake up tomorrow morning, my mind and body will agree with my watch and mobile phone.