
I knew from the noise in the streets around 11:15 on Tuesday evening that Barack Obama had been elected our 44th president. After watching the election coverage earlier until Pennsylvania went blue (I voted absentee in PA where I felt my vote counted a little more) I had turned off the TV intending to check the status later. When I walked outside that was it. Honking and screaming in Williamsburg was all it took to know confidently what had happened. The energy overtook the city. Times Square was packed like New Year's eve as Obama made his acceptance speech. Harlem was jammed at Adam Clayton Powell Blvd. The vibe of great unity continued throughout the next day in New York - strangers smiling at each other on the subway - people not showing up to work at all because there was so much to celebrate the night before. Hope and change to celebrate. They showed Grant Park on TV packed like I couldn't imagine. I had begun the day teaching my 6:15 AM yoga class and felt like I needed to do something special since it was bound to be an historic day. It most certainly was.
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