What is interesting is that similar things happened in Greece but we didn’t get the barrage of surrealism that qualifies as domestic living in Sochi. The only person who talked about accommodations was my cousin, who went there on a whim and wound up having to sleep on the docks. That was because the beautiful people had blocked off all the beaches. Well, she’d cut her teeth being a roadie, so she knows how to survive, we’ll just say.
Besides, explosions are pretty. And I’m all in favor of blowing up snow. There is so much snow around here, that neighbors are running out of places to put it. So if this is the Russian attitude toward snow, then let me raise a glass of chilled vodka, and… well… stand back.
Whomever screams “Fire in the hole!” first, WINS.
Now all we have to do is ask Adam and Jamie how much snow you can get rid of by using explosives. Hint: Go to Michigan to do it. They need you Mythbusters.