So, the tale of our journey is coming to a close. Davenport was thrilled to see us upon our return to the cabin, although she was a bit mystified why we stood outside in the cold to see this historic inauguration while she watched it all indoors, lying on a warm and cozy couch, in front of a large flat screen TV (Trevor and Cesia turned the TV on for Davenport before they left to pick us up at the subway station early that morning).
Dane opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate, and as we all sipped we watched some of the day’s footage on TV. Interestingly, the first station we watched showed footage of Bush entering the inauguration minus the audience boos; another station left the booing in the footage (later we read that the brass band played louder to try to drown out the boos). We saw that during the parade the new president and first lady walked part of the route on foot, and I briefly wished I had been there to see it in person, but I knew I didn't have the physical stamina to add a parade to our adventures (at this point, I could barely stand, let alone wait for a parade in the cold).
Obviously, the hot tub was next for all of us, not only for relaxation, but for its value as physical therapy. After a wonderful soak (our hair actually formed into ice crystals while we were in the tub) we went to bed, relieved and happy. I don’t think I moved once the entire night, as I woke up the next day in the same position in which I had fallen asleep.
Lillian
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