In a line-up in Vancouver

I know you've been thinking, yeah, it's fine to tell us about the events but we can see those on TV (tape-delayed), but what's it like in Vancouver? I'm taking advantage of being in a line-up to write a bit, not withstanding the raindrops on my iPhone. No, we haven't been arrested, a "line-up" is what they call any line you stand in here. Which happens frequently. Sometimes you don't know what the line-up is for, you see other people in it and figure there might the something worth waiting for.

Actually, the lines haven't been too bad. The wait at security to get into the events, for example, seem quite a bit shorter than at Salt Lake City.

A word about the transportation system they have here. Awesome. Prompt. Efficient. And during the Games at least, essentially free. I say essentially because in theory you're supposed to pay if you don't have a ticket to an event that day. But we haven't seen anyone checking, and a local told me they decided that the cost of checking tickets wasn't going to be worth it. But at all times, it is an honor system--no turnstile, just buy a ticket and get on board. That's Liz pointing at the sign that tells you when you've gotten to the point where you're supposed to have paid your fare.