So, in spite of an intense desire to my last US home base amidst the radiant energy of a socio-political paradigm shift, and a $550 ticket from Colombia to NYC (close enough) for the occasion, I have concluded that it’s probably in my best (financial) interest not to go to the inauguration in DC. I would have had to borrow money or be sponsored to every event I went to, mooching off of my very hospitable friends, but still starting 2009 in debt, which is never a good idea. My Brazil trip can’t be cancelled because I’m going with friends and taking advantage of that cheap airfare would mean taking four days of unpaid leave from my job to comply with the flight dates. Like I said in the comments on my “Decisions” post, the cold or the crowds weren’t reasons to stay away…in fact, I was looking forward to being squeezed on the Metro with thousands of other people – Americans of every ilk – excited about a new chapter in our country’s history, smiling from excitement and shouting “Yeah!” and “Yes We Can!” and “Obama!” before even exiting the station. I was looking forward to the parties and the conversations and the old and new friends I’d meet and the job offers I’d get (truly) and the photos I’d take and witnessing political anticipation buzzing through the proletariat. But, like this year’s Olympics and Sade’s last concert (waaaaay back in 2001), I’ll have to chalk up missing the inauguration to another instance of not being able to do it all.