Nov72006
Election night
Tuesday, November 7th, 2006 at 10:30 pm by BethI can't vote here, of course. But the neighbors can, and the whole lane across the road was out in their good coats. Chynara said, "this is the last one like this", and when I asked what she meant she said it's a feeling. She wouldn't say more.
From our window the polling station looked like a wedding: lights, tables, folding chairs, children running between the grown-ups. The line went around the corner. Someone brought tea in thermoses for the people waiting.