Paradise Almost Lost

View from my eventual reporting position close to the President across the VIP seating towards one suggested for use by non-television reporters.

Then another disaster - the media were ordered back from the barrier surrounding the VIPs. The one yard (yes, revolutionary Americans who overthrew British colonial rule still use British Imperial units of measure) we were asked to move back would place us in the gangway of the camera team that was going to rush in from photographing the President's entry into the building.

Where could the five or six of us go? Well, was the answer, back to the tables behind the TV cameras and the TV monitors, where the non-priority journalists, such as print media and Internet bloggers, were supposed to be sitting!

I instantly perceived that from there I wouldn't even see the President, and even if I did catch a glimpse it would be from 30 to 40 metres away.

I took a calculated risk that once the President arrived there would be no more shooing away, so I lurked behind the professional photographer's side stand. Sure enough, the photographers rushed in from outside, past me and onto their reserved stand. I immediately filled the void and stood as high up the steps of the stand as I could squeeze.

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