Thursday, January 26, 2006
Snow
Story of the day is snow. Finally. When I left my hotel this morning it was trying to snow. About 30 minutes later large, fluffy flakes were everywhere and it was starting to stick. It has been at or close to zero celcius for the last few days, so it didn't melt when it hit the ground.
When I made it to the office, I took at look at the mountain webcam (here) and saw that it was bright and sunny! Very frustrating. We don't need snow in the city, we need it in the mountains. A few hours later, the skies (according the webcam) darkened and soon the pictures were nothing but clouds. Hopefully there was a lot of snow in them clouds.
Of course, with the snow comes slippery surfaces. With slippery surfaces comes sore assess. I watched a few people slip and fall on the snowy cement and I heard that the Technical Manager for the Host Broadcaster at one of the Alpine venues slipped and is now wearing a sling. I am bracing for a flood of injuries.
Tomorrow is an early day. I am geting up at 5:30 am to prepare for a brief training session at the Media Village (accomodation site) with 35 people. The meeting is at 7 am.
Good night.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll find my photos showing why the compound at the Sestriere Colle is so damn dangerous with even the slightest bit of snow or rain. You'll be amazed at the stupidity of what the host has provided for compound ground cover. Think: 1000 m2 on the side of a slight hill, covered with shiny metals plates. It's a recipe for sore coccyges (plural for coccyx or ass bone).
When I made it to the office, I took at look at the mountain webcam (here) and saw that it was bright and sunny! Very frustrating. We don't need snow in the city, we need it in the mountains. A few hours later, the skies (according the webcam) darkened and soon the pictures were nothing but clouds. Hopefully there was a lot of snow in them clouds.
Of course, with the snow comes slippery surfaces. With slippery surfaces comes sore assess. I watched a few people slip and fall on the snowy cement and I heard that the Technical Manager for the Host Broadcaster at one of the Alpine venues slipped and is now wearing a sling. I am bracing for a flood of injuries.
Tomorrow is an early day. I am geting up at 5:30 am to prepare for a brief training session at the Media Village (accomodation site) with 35 people. The meeting is at 7 am.
Good night.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll find my photos showing why the compound at the Sestriere Colle is so damn dangerous with even the slightest bit of snow or rain. You'll be amazed at the stupidity of what the host has provided for compound ground cover. Think: 1000 m2 on the side of a slight hill, covered with shiny metals plates. It's a recipe for sore coccyges (plural for coccyx or ass bone).
