No stadium is more electric than when Usain Bolt is running the 100. No one is interested in seeing an upset. The crowd wants to see Bolt and the crowd wants to see Bolt win. And he never disappoints.
Some of the crew and I got there early and grabbed a photo spot at the 50-meter mark. Some spots, like the one we had, are first come, first served. And once there, you can’t leave or run the risk of losing it. So the (very uncomfortable) seats became our office for the five hours leading up to the starting gun.
It was a beautiful night and a packed house and we shot this sequence which then turned into this interactive:
Stayed pretty late at the Estadio Olympico working on this last night until they kicked us out at about 2 a.m. It’s not in the best of neighborhoods, so the sports editor has hired a car to be on standby every night this week to come pick us up so we don’t have to stand on the street with all our gear waiting for a taxi or a bus. Have to say, The Times does a nice job when it comes to our safety. When we came last year to do some stories on the Bay and some of the neighborhoods, they made sure we didn’t travel anywhere without security.
This is the car and the driver who waits around every night to come pick us up. #2 Sister, ask Josh what he thinks of the tinted windows. They’re pretty badass.
Did Josh also see that Puerto Rico won its first ever gold medal? Mónica Puig won in tennis.
I’m thinking of getting my haircut.
I found a barbershop a few blocks from here that offers a haircut and a beer. That’s pretty tempting even though I had decided to embrace the long locks until I got back to a place where the barber actually knew was I was asking for. But really, what is the worst that can happen? He takes too much off the top?
What do you think? Vote below.
Not surprisingly, it was about 3 a.m. when we got home and i did have thoughts of another bowl of Bolognese heaven, but NY was still working on getting the Bolt interactive online, so I had to stay in touch. Well, I tried anyway. I fell fast asleep not long after getting home. When I woke up around 7, my glasses and the lights were still on and my computer was still on my chest.
But things are light today, so I headed instead for lunch this time at Parish 6 Rio. We’ve taken to calling it P6 because we are all regulars now. No Bolognese this time; I opted for the ham and cheese omelet, which of course, did not disappoint.
And below the omelet is a look at the “Fit Menu.” I believe the point is that if you eat off that menu, you will look like Bella Falconi. The spaghetti Bolognese is not on that menu. Something smothered in Cuzília cheese is though. Cruzília is a region in Brazil apparently known for its cheese. I don’t believe Bella has that on a regular basis.
And the desserts are not on that menu either, but they do look rather irresistible. But I have, so far, resisted. I do have my 3 a.m. limits, you know.
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