Olympic Memories

My first rememberance of the Olympics was arriving in downtown Montreal and seeing signs that read "Olympic Parking $ 10", it could have been $20 but in either case we were shocked at the price.
We were clued in about the Youth Hostel that Tee referred to by a local I believe. It was a ice-hockey rink,sans ice of course. I can't remember the coffee and danish but it could have been offered. You showered and shaved (and anything else you wanted to do) in the hockey team's locker-room. We would then take the "Metro" into the Olympic Village for a mere 50 cents.
This subway was unbelievable. It was so well lit it seemed like daylight with no graffiti anywhere although that might have been done just for good P.R.
Once we were downtown I noticed there were street cleaning machines rolling by every few minutes it seemed and being a smoker I was moved to put my butts in my pocket instead of discarding them in the street.
We marvelled at the different ethnic groups wandering about the village. There is a limit to how much weight-lifting and Greco-Roman Wrestling one can watch so we ended up in bars and watched what transpired in the Olympics on TV. Tee got to see boxing and swimming events which were more interesting than what Sil and I had seen. One of us commented that "By being actually at the Olympics you missed the Olympics", since we all had gotten used to the total coverage on television.