Earlier in the week, the Olympic torch relay went within a 100 metres of our flat. The first picture shows the turn into our road, except for all the people blocking it to watch the torch. I had this idea in my head that the torch relay was one continuous route. It isn't like I was expecting them to run in the middle of the night. But I did think that they would start off in the morning from where they stopped the previous night. But in preparing to watch the torch go by, I learned that the flame travels at night by van to a new starting point every day. So the running relay is not continuous: they are little unconnected segments. I liked it better when I thought it was an uninterrupted continuous route. 
Whilst waiting for the flame to arrive, at first, a police motorbike occasionally rode by. Then there were a few with their lights on. Then a series of vehicles. One with a music and dancers on it. Then a few people waving flags. Then nothing. I was beginning to think I missed it.
But after a huge gap, more police and more albeit less conspicuous vehicles came by. After another long gap, four police motorbikes stopped nearly in front of me. Two minutes later, a tall slender blonde man dressed all in white jogged slowly by with the torch ablaze. Then he was gone. 
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