8:43PM

Harper, the Beef Stroganoff & I

Those of us working at the International Broadcast Centre in Vancouver were lucky to have amazing meals, catered, throughout the day. A small saving grace during the sometimes excruciating 18 hour days required of the digital team during the Olympics. 

To get to the buffet, I had to go up a set of escalators, through a security checkpoint, past several television studios, down a few winding hallways... and finally - to the makeshift craft services battle station.

One such evening I was trotting back from the cafeteria, dinner in hand. The usually bustling hallway became suddenly, unnervingly quiet, and, as I walked further, dotted with uniformed policeman who looked very, very serious.

I began to feel a bit nervous.

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