Well, I'm off very early to Washington on Tuesday to join the masses. I can’t say it would have occurred to me to hang out in DC to watch the inauguration on the big screens but The Barrister is in town, and he bought me a day train ticket. And, of course, I’m now rather excited.
In England, I’m the queen of blasé. Hanging out in the Mall to watch a Royal Wedding? Pah. State funerals? Nah. Opening of Parliament? fuhgeddaboudit. There’s a better view on the telly. But, this time, I think he’s right: I'd be a fool to miss it. Anyway, I'm a tourist in America, so I may as well admit it and enjoy the experience.