I stood in the exact spot on top of the Halls parking garage six years ago today, with one of my best friends. And tonight I got to take one of my other best friends with me to the plaza lighting. It was beautiful. At first we were like, "why is everyone so excited about lights?" (even though secretly we were anticipating the countdown just as much as everyone else). And when they turned on, it was more beautiful and moving than I had imagined it would be. Ah the power of tradition and shiny things.
But before I headed out, my mom and I were trying to figure out how to use the flip camera on her new ipad mini. We succeeded, I think.