For once the time zone worked in our favour – the Inauguration was for us in the evening. Of course, this meant party time, so I invited all the Americans I know over for a little party and we watched it all happen in the company of others who could share the happiness. It is the first time in a long time that I’ve felt that the world might be OK after all – I hope I get to continue having that feeling.
Our little party.
And I was so excited that I even baked a cake and made an American flag – first time I can ever remember feeling pride enough to do something like that. Not going to win any cake decorating contests, but at least it has the requisite numbers of stars and stripes.
