My holidays are over. And the Olympics have begun. Whatever else China might be, boy, can they put up a show. The standard for an opening Olympic ceremony has been raised so high, that it would take a Sergei Bubka-like effort to clear this bar. I hope London has it to match the most creatively brilliant orchestration of human movement, light, sound and electronic wizardry I have ever seen.
Which is why going back to work always sucks. Especially in the Gulf, where the air quickly becomes rarefied the first few moments you step back after a break. Breathe.
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