Guillermo and I by the "Squeeze Inn"
The "Global Night Commute"
We got back just in time for me to leave for Rochester. I’ve never gone to any kind of political activism event. I’m not sure how much Invisible Children is into activism, but camping with 200 other people in downtown Rochester was cool. By “cool” I mean that the night was a swirl of people talking, cars going by, city lights glaring, and strangers offering to buy donuts and coffee. I took my prayer shift at 5:30 am and we started the 3 mile commute to our van by 6:30.
At the moment I’m pretty worn out, but the weekend was just the break I needed from assignments.
Guillermo and I by the "Squeeze Inn"
3 comments:
ok listen up. making fun a scared, tired, cold, uncomfortable for hours, girl about not accepting donuts from a strange man off the street at 3 in the morning for her friends that were sleeoing anyway is just wrong.
um. that's supposed to say sleeping. not sleeoing. ok. goodnight.
That's cool you guys prayed. Obvious, but a good idea our group somehow didn't realize. I had pick-a-date that evening, so some of us came late, after the march and, presumably, letter writing. So we just 'slept' on the concrete under a ledge to avoid the scattered showers.
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