Two days before the Olympics started, the torch was brought into central London. People started queuing up on Regent Street, either leaving work early or taking a break, just to see the golden light being carried around. The atmosphere was brilliant. On both sides of the road people stood with their Union Jack flags in their hands.A camera team was there too. As soon as the camera lens faced the crowd, spectators started getting super excited and started yelling.
A few policemen had to look after the people, making enough room for the upcoming coaches and athletes. A hard job as everyone tried to be in the front row and some of them started pushing forward. Me and my colleague, Valentina, made it to the first row and asked the policeman where the torch is at the moment. He said they are across the corner and we started hearing the music coming, with the red bus and coaches such as the one from Samsung and Coca-Cola.
Promoters started heating up the crowd with music and handing out some giveaways like little banners and flags. Standing there with hundreds of other people made me realise that the Olympics will start soon and I also got into the mood of cheering.
The police were very friendly and calm and the ones on the motorbike gave a “high-five” to the crowd. When the actual man carrying the precious torch in a completely white suit came along, it was for just a few seconds that he ran along the road with the brilliant symbol in his hands.
We were quite upset, because we would have thought we could admire it for a bit longer. After the torch and the carrier left, everyone went back to work or continued their planned tasks. That was very impressive that for a few minutes the traffic seemed to stop in the centre and then, after the torch left, everything returned to normal.
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