Dave's Taking a Nap

Ilsa and Bridg are sitting in the kitchen eating cheese and gluten-free pretzels.

The excitement is really building in DC. There are people everywhere, even in my Uncle's Cleveland Park neighborhood which is usually kind of sleepy. Everyone is happy and festive, much like Election night in Grant Park. National Cathedral bells have been ringing all day. There is just so much joy here. I've talked to a few people, mostly store owners, and they are just giddy about Obama. When I tell folks I'm from Chicago they mostly thank me for loaning Barack for a few years. But you can tell DC residents already feel very proprietary and proud of their new resident.

This morning we all (Dave, Bridg, Aunt Judy, Mark, Stacy and Vin) sat around arguing about the best route to take tomorrow (metro is out, they've already run out of stations that take cash as payment), so we're either walking down Massachusett's Ave or Connecticut Ave at 6 am in hopes of procuring a spot on either side of the Washington Monument). I'm pretty sure it will already be jammed like it was yesterday for the concert. But as Bridg says, we drove 11 hours we can go the final two blocks to try and get a glimpse of the Capitol. Otherwise, we'll head over to the Lincoln Memorial and watch from the jumbitron.

A few rules for the road: no liquids after midnight tonight (5000 porto-potties for 2 million people), no talking back to the Military Police (learned that lesson yesterday), and once we hit the Mall it's each man for himself.

Off to the Hideout/Big Shoulders Ball at The Black Cat later tonight.

Sassy Out.