An Olympic Diary: The Opening Ceremony

29th July
The day of the opening ceremony, the city felt eerily quiet. The calm before the storm?  On my way home from work, after a choice of seats on the peak-time overground, I knew things where going to be good when I was loaded with free Brioche at Victoria Park.

In the evening we headed up to flat party in Hackney Wick which overlooked The Fringe club and the stadium. Seeing the fireworks and stunt parachutists first hand was a once in a lifetime moment.  A magical evening which saw celebrations bringing people through the streets till the early hours - the safest walk home alone with so many police officers around. 

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