I woke up Saturday morning debating on going to the march, due to a night out on the town. Fortunately, my goal this year is to get comfortable using my camera more, so I told myself this wasn't an event I wanted to miss; not truly grasping the beautiful day I was going to have in store.

I was ready to head out by noon and decided on taking the Metro, based off of the already large number of people in attendance. I knew I did NOT want to deal with circling around looking for a spot or paying a million dollars to park. What an experience! I have never in all of my years of riding public transportation have I seen the trains packed the way they were. There were so many people! I decided to skip the first train I started waiting for, hoping I'd ease my way onto the next one, and eas my way I did. Tons of people shuffled their way in one by one, filling up every open corner possible. I'm not one to be bothered by situations easily, but as we begin to sit there for minutes with no elbow room or air, I began to get nervous. I'm not sure if it was the demure woman in front of me whom I could tell was fighting against some type of attack of her own, or the fact that I had on two jackets; but anxiety started to take over & I had to do everything in my power to talk myself down until the train turned back on and we got going. I hopped off at the next stop, not even sure if that's where I needed to be. I was just happy I was out & had no problem walking wherever I needed to go.

Good thing Pershing Square was right where I needed to be. The moment I came from underground, I saw the streets were filled with people. I followed the crowd and found my way to the main stage on Broadway, not before admiring the sea of creative signs floating around me. As I made my way through the streets and the crowds swarming them, I took the time to bask in the greatest feeling of togetherness I've felt in a long time. Many actress and influencers took the stage to drive the importance not just for "women's rights" but for "human rights"; especially with the worrying minds now that the new president has taken office.

I even met up with a friend who let me sport her lovely sign!

Pictures truly speak louder than words, which is why I just want you to get a glimpse of what I experienced. If you went to any of the marches, i'd love to hear about your experience!