Training day.
We are accommodating. The hotel is decent, well-equipped, and there's an ingenious maze of corridors to walk dry-footed from the hotel to the playing hall. The fact that it's dry-footed is important, because there are a few decimetres of snow everywhere, a sharp, cold wind blowing, and the forecast says it's only minus nine, but immediately adds that it feels like minus twenty. We went to Rocky's for lunch for typical local food (7 for 7) and then had to go to a postponed training session, which the Germans traded with us (we thanked them). The ice so far is fast, quite twisty, and not easy to read in places. Jamie Bourassa told us right away that the rocks are new and little is actually known about them yet. So during practice we mainly read the rocks from the track where we will play our first game of the championship tomorrow (against Sweden). In the evening there was an opening ceremony with long speeches and a good meal, but we were tired already, so we went very soon to the bowling alley. In the morning we would have breakfast at quarter to nine. There's some real action out there.