Greetings from DC
So here we all are. Our feet hurt. Dinner has been had by all. I've been getting ready for our trip and bustling and holding it together mostly. At the moment, I'm sitting and typing and having a beer. Here's what's been going on:
I painted some signs. These are my kids at the blogger meetup before the rally.
There were some amazing things to see before things got going. These folks made a big sign just showing the names and dates of all the U.S. servicepeople killed.
And then things got going.
There were kids and teenagers and college students and anarchists and rappers and moms like me and grannies and famous people and not so famous people, and signs and big inflatable thingies and, well, a lot of people. Lots and lots of people. From in the middle of all this, it was really hard to tell how many people were there. The Mall is flat, you see, so it just gets full and you really can't see everyody else unless you're on a platform or something. It started to look like a whole lot of people when it was time to start marching, and it took over two hours for all the people to move off the Mall and onto the street. The estimates run from tens of thousands to around 400,000. God bless America, indeed. And cheers.