Our group wore matching hats and green bandanas so we could find each other. We sent three buses of mostly women from Jersey City and Hoboken. We took this picture when we arrived, around 10 am.
The bandanas felt like a secret code. They were really helpful since almost everyone in the march wore pink hats.
Clear backpacks were the only bag of that size permitted, so they were everywhere. It should be noted, however, that none of us went through any kind of obvious checkpoint.
The whole city seemed to be participating, even homes far away from the march.
People of all ages and mobility were in attendance – even tiny babies (omg HOW?!) and elderly folks. We also saw lots of walkers, wheelchairs, and canes.
This was a Trump balloon bouncing around.
Even though there were Jumbotrons all around the mall, it was hard to hear unless you got really close, which was hard to do because of all the people. Many people climbed on whatever they could find as a way to catch a glimpse or to help clarify the audio.
I think this guy was stoned. Apparently the marijuana legalization folks were passing out joints but I didn’t see them.
Karen and Megan were my buddies for the day. Since none of the phones worked, we relied on paper maps to get us around. Blessed be Karen and her map-reading. Megan and I would have died there without her.
Viceland bus had a killer parking spot.
Military and police presence was evident but not overwhelming. Every single law enforcement official we saw was kind.
We think this guy was concerned about climate regulations.
I dunno how many people were in attendance, but going anywhere was painful. And also awesome. And also scary. And inspiring.
Planned Parenthood had lots of goodies.
So many beautiful people with handmade signs.
Moms are the best.
Arriving home at 9:30 pm, inspired.
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