Every dad strikes the "Usain Dork" pose if within sight of the rings.
At tube stations near event venues, you see random things like an African man rocking an expensive piña barong, formal pants and hippie sandals....and don't even bother asking why.
Some Canadian dudes knock on the door of the Embassy asking for Philippine Olympic lapel pins, come away with buri hats instead (which is cool, because chicks love the buri)
At the Olympic Village cafeteria, you think it's a good idea to match your country's 100+ kg judoka's carbo-loading.
(it isn't)
During a reception for some Olympic Guard of Honor schoolkids, our claim to the Kalayaan Islands is depicted....through cupcakes!
Kalayum-yum!
At the Italy v. Algeria volleyball game, an Embassy's administrative officer finds the plumbers he needs for some chancery repairs.
BBC decides to play "Gold" after every win. I've been saying this for years.
(Tony's also been carbo-loading, I see)
And every parent now thinks their kid can grow up to be an Olympian. Heck, even the LLDD-baby shows some Olympic potential...as a diving judge.
If that doesn't restore your faith in humanity, Phelps you, I don't know what will.
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I hope we can visit the embassy in UK. We are currently at the International Institute of Social Studies now, there are 8 of us Filipinos who got a scholarship award here at the Hague, Netherlands. We will be here until December next year. We hope we can get a visa and come over and visit UK! :)
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