Adventures in Democracy

Yesterday I woke up at 5:30, got on my bike by 6, and made it to the polling place by 6:45.  Then I stood in line for over two hours.

This picture was taken at the midpoint of the line to the door.  There was more line inside.

Once the sun came up, the temperature hit 41F.  I don't know how cold it was before that.  Girl Scouts wandered the line selling coffee and donuts.  I joked with my neighbors (one asked if it was the line for American Idol.  Another suggested Splash Mountain.) and regretted not bringing a hot drink or some snacks.

The guy behind me had the best idea I heard all day: food trucks at polling places.  Once he mentioned it, I couldn't get the idea of a chorizo breakfast burrito out of my head.