Opinion / Carlota Rebelo
Cross country
Lunch at my grandmother’s was always a predictable affair. Once the dishes were cleared, you would plonk yourself in front of the TV and watch black-and-white films or repeats of Italian game show L’eredità: not too thrilling for a 10-year-old. But every four years was an event we could all agree on: the Winter Olympics was my grandmother’s favourite – and mine too.
Growing up in Madeira, Portugal, winter sports and snow were a rarity. But the Games provided a contrast to our sunny southern European surroundings. It was the first time I saw sports such as curling or bobsleigh in action. I can’t count the number of hours we spent on that black leather sofa, mesmerised by the technique and delicate movements of figure skaters. Just last week I found myself rewatching the ice-dancing routine of Canada’s Scott Moir and Tessa Virtue (pictured), which won gold at the Pyeongchang Games in 2018.
The Beijing Winter Olympics kicks off today but most of the world will be watching from a distance. Foreign spectators have been banned due to coronavirus restrictions, some leaders have refused to attend and calls have been made for companies and athletes to boycott the spectacle over China’s human-rights record. Interestingly, these are also the first Winter Games to almost exclusively use synthetic snow: generators and snow-blowers are busy pumping more than 1.2 million cubic metres of mock flakes to cover tracks, halfpipes and courts.
The flurry of questions surrounding China’s hosting are dominating proceedings so far. If the organisers are keen to scope out a stable place to host the next one, I have some suggestions about where to aim the snow cannons. Maybe there’s hope for ice skating in Madeira after all?