I went to the inauguration. It was way fun. After months of dire warnings, let me share Alsho's and my experience:
7:45 a.m. Arrived at the metro. Spent about three minutes in line. Got on a half-empty car on the first train that arrived.
8:35 a.m. Ok, it took about twice as long as usual to get to the stop we were planning to walk from. But we were sitting down, and we were warm, so who cares?
9:15 a.m. Got to the grounds of the Washington Monument, found a spot, stood there. It was cold but layers pretty much worked, and sometimes the sun came out.
12:05 p.m. Watched Obama get sworn in on the jumbotron.
1:00 p.m. Started walking away from the Mall. Decided it would be a good idea to use the, er, restroom. Walked up to a port-a-potty, didn't wait in line, walked right in.
2:00 p.m. Got on the metro. The car we got on had exactly one person besides us. (When we got on, which was before downtown - it filled up a bit more, but not much.)
2:30 p.m. Sitting on the couch watching TV and drinking hot toddies.
So, basically: It went pretty darn smoothly from my point of view. I love big public events. Also, a new love: the sound of millions of mittens clapping. It sounds like thunder.
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phew, you were lucky. my friend and i got stuck in the "14th street crush" at 14th and Independence after the ceremony. it was surreal. people were moving only because other people were moving behind them.
we gave up any hope of making it to another friend's apartment in adams morgan and high-tailed it over the 14th street bridge to Pentagon City. took the rest of the day to warm up, and watched the parade from bed.
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