I expected to have a good time on the bus trip to Washington, D. C. I was given the last seat by the sister of one of the accused. I was also on my way to see Obama's inauguration, to cross states I haven't been to, to see an inauguration for the first time, to witness United States history. But there, and on the way back, I was "restricted" from doing things that all else wouldn't be minded doing. First, I was sitting alone on a barstool at the Carlyle Club in Alexandria, Virginia. Shirley blabbered that I shouldn't sit there, and that I move immediately.

after a long day of cross country driving me and my friend stopped at the Holiday Inn Express EL PASO-CENTRAL, we wanted a room so we could get some sleep. all was going well in the check in process until the clerk found out that we were nineteen. we were quickly told we were not old enough to rent a hotel room. disgruntled and disheartened we left discussing our ability to model nude, fight for the right for america to exist, vote and shape the countries politics, and be turned down at a hotel. after being so mistreated we decided that we would not go back to holiday inns.