Springfield, Missouri. Again!

This morning, I am waking up in Springfield, Missouri, again.
Last time I was there, I had a terrible night, and I blogged from my car at five in the morning.
It is a bit later today, and I am in the lobby of a nice motel.
I did not sleep well though.

But why am I in Springfield, Missouri, in the first place, since this seems to be a town where I am doomed to agitated sleepless nights?

Well, yesterday, Saturday November 1st, I received a message from Barack. I keep receiving emails from Barack, Michelle, Joe and the rest of the Democratic team.
He was telling me that he would be in Springfield, Missouri, that very night.

Remember how frustrated I had been, a couple of weeks ago, for missing Barack in St Louis.
Well, I ain't gonna miss him this time, says I to myself.

Sprinfield is a five-hour drive, though. Is it really reasonable?
No, it's not, let's do it.

LeAnn and the kids packed faster than they ever did and we hit the road in a small Prius with three kids in the back.
We left at 1.30pm, got in Springfield at 6.30pm. As we were looking for the stadium. we see a long line of people starting at about what our mapquest sheet says is about 1 mile away from the stadium.
We park, and we get in line. No time to look for a hotel.

It is not moving fast. But in there, we meet a very nice young couple, K. and B. They were also coming from Oklahoma City. Very nice and very interesting. Very excited about this election. We chatted all the way, they helped us with Alyenor, who was super hyper by the four lane road.
We were probably in line for two hours.

We finally got to the stadium. Packed with 40,000 people.
And it's happening. After an introduction by the local senator, Claire McCaskill, and by Michelle Obama, Barack comes up on stage.
And we are here, in the stadium, this time at the exact same time Barack is here, not three days before like in St Louis.
And we can see him. From very far, for sure, and on tiptoe, but we get glimpses. And we can hear him too. Well, we did not really listen much, because we had heard most of it on TV in the previous day.
But we are here. Shouting his name, yelling Yes We Can. Well, I was yelling Oui On Peut, so that he knows France supports him too, you know. We are here. Participating in this historical moment. The kids will have something to tell. Me too, even if I have to embellish it and exaggerate it.

He spoke for about half an hour. We had driven five hours, waited in line for two hours, we are about to drive five more hours.
It was worth every minute of it.