The Inauguration Chronicles::

-DAY 3 EVENT 1

Early is not the word to describe what time we woke up the next morning. Half anxious, half sleepy. We hopped into the SUV reserved for us and started on the craziest drive of our lives. We were dropped off as close as they would allow the vehicles, then came the journey to the Inauguration services. We were in the yellow gate area and got turned around at least 3 times. We walked the tunnel for the Massachusetts Ave. Exit and finally saw daylight after an hour of walking. We found our way to New Jersey Ave. and waited with the mass of people holding those bright yellow tickets. Here comes the indicator that I, Mia "Couture" Barnett, am not made for the cold. I began shivering uncontrolably, kinda like hypathermia and frost bite at its worst. I had to accost Supa's jacket and rely on the body heat of the crowd to help me. I promise the only thing that kept blood running through my body were the Hand Warmers and Foot Warmers that Godfather's wife was gracious enough to pass out. I lost all feeling in my toes and hands til the point I could not text my friends that were trying to locate me in the crowd on TV. I packed clothes, sweater material and all, but I didn't pack DC clothes. Like I said in the first installment, I packed enough but not enough for DC weather. I was a walking popsicle through the entire preliminary walk and all that. When the Inauguration of President Barack Obama started I felt nothing but a rush of excitement and hope for my future and, someday, my future's future. The cold evaporated and I felt a jolt of energy and warmth. I won't lie, I ducked when I heard the cannons go off and Dewey laughed, little did he know I was going to be laughing at him for more dire reasons later that hour. We witnessed the first torch of change for our generation sworn into office and it was something I will remember forever. As the ceremonies ended we headed back to find the car and ran into Usher, P. Diddy, Magic Johnson, and Yolanda Adams. We walked through the chaotic streets and found the car and headed home only to find that the bridge was closed. At this point in time, all the boys decided that they could not hold it any longer and began asking every passanger bus in the standstill traffic to use their restroom. After subsequent denials they created their own methods to deal with it. This is the part where I laughed at Dewey and Supa, i think its called karma! LOL. Either way traffic got moving and we hurried into the hotel and began to prepare for the night.

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to see footage from the restroom issues check the video blog area