With Goosebumps on my arms and Tears in the corner of my eye . . .

. . . we watched the next president elect deliver his victory speech. We glared wide-eyed, teary-eyed, at the tiny, fuzzy television screen. I will always remember where I was, who I was with, and the feeling, the until now so distant feeling, of hope, when Barack Obama was elected the first non-white president of the United States.
Even here, on the bottom of the Earth, ten thousand miles from home, the momentousness of the occassion, the sense of history, of novelty, surged through our bodies like an electrical charge.
This is a Moment.