My Olympic moment: a long wait, the rings and … wow
As I walked out of Westfield Shopping Centre near the grounds of Olympic Park, I was awestruck by the view.
The biggest set of Olympic rings I’d ever seen were right in front of me, plastered on the northeast wall of the Aquatics Centre.
There were countless fences and security tents to get through before I reached the massive building, but the sheer size of it made it look close enough to touch.
Unfortunately, the whole scene was just a tease for two and a half hours because I was denied access with my guest pass.
The whole park was on lockdown, but when I was finally escorted through, all the frustration became worth the wait.
Every direction I looked, there were thousands upon thousands of people walking around the venues and fighting their way into shops. It was the never-ending madhouse that usually gets me annoyed and angry, but this time it was different. The row of stadiums made me feel like I was at the heart of Los Angeles, New York City and Chicago sports all at once.
It was then I had my first real moment of disbelief—these were the Olympic Games and I was actually there.
Connor Hockett | Sports Reporter
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