Anyway, the past few days have been more even-keeled. I finally got my sea legs and can actually understand where I am and what is happening instead of being lost on an ocean of jet lag, sickness and emotions.
A few days ago I interviewed Team Israel. To me this is a really interesting story, especially if they manage to pull off their goal of challenging the eighth place A-Division winner for a trip to world’s.
It’s interesting because one, Israel is not known as a winter sports nation — so this curling team is pretty unique. The other thing I like is that only one of the team members actually lives in Israel. The rest are collected from across the diaspora and united for Israel in pursuit of this common goal.
I felt very much the international reporter when interviewing this team. It was one of those things where we met on the top floor of their hotel and they offered me water from a glass bottle.
Kind of the way a Vanity Fair feature story might begin.
Just call me, la journaliste from now on.
You can read the story here, www.worldcurling.org/ecc2016/israel-feature
I hope you like it.
Photos are courtesy of fellow trainee Jeffrey Au. He put up quite the racket about having to take them over in the B-Division, which is held in a different arena. Apparently it was a long walk and he was the only photographer on duty.
I don’t feel bad.
I consider it my duty to help train Jeff for a real world where women make *rational* decisions on the daily. If he doesn’t learn it here, where will he learn it?
That was the same night Jeff heard me coughing through the wall of our hotel rooms — we’re neighbours — and texted me to stop. I wondered then if he’d also heard me sobbing a few days earlier. Too afraid to ask.
Very sympathetic guy, Jeff is the nicest guy you’ll ever meet!