GNC: It finally happened!
6pm rolled around: Met up at Harishi's apartment turns out he's still asleep. Exhausted by the long hours prior.
Key milestones that only happened a few days ago:
6pm: Arrive at AOTEA square. Set up banners and things are a little chaotic.
7:30pm: TV3 news show up and want an interview. They film Jenkins, Harishi and part of the walk.

7:45: I call everyone in on the mike (it's extraordinarly loud! I'm sure it's not supposed to be that loud, apparently you can hear me all the way from Wellesley street) and we head off on the march. There's about 100 of us walking and holding up placard boards. It was good to have the stares from people on the sidewalk and we seemed to attract a quite an amount of attention. Most people really didn't know what war we were talking about, but we gave them fliers and hopefully they are a little bit more knowledgable because of us.
Small detail: Harishi's supposedly 2 hour walk turned out to be 30mins long. He had assured us on foot it was at least 1.5hrs and with a big group it must take longer. Who would have known. We ended up taking a few extra detours which was better in the end because it made our route longer.
Back at Aotea square we had Margaret Thatcher no wait Taylor (I couldn't believe I actually said Thatcher!) from Amnesty talk a bit about child soldiers, and then Jenkins tell us a bit about his story from back home. Everytime Jenkin's talks I really get sad, because there is nothing more real then when someone gives a personal testimony of a story like his.
We showed the movie Invisible Children.
And after a Q&A and comments we set out to camp for the night. Some people got a game of soccer going, while others wrote letters to Helen Clark and Winston Peters. . The high light of the night was around 4:30am when a local government worker visited us and bought us hot coffee (in a milk container) and sugar. So sweet. Also I got to try matte from an Argentinian friend, which was really cool. I had some amazing conversations and the night went by pretty fast.
At about 6am we wraped up and took this one last final photo (and as soon as I can figure it out I will post it bloggers doing something funny).
All in all it was a good night. We had hoped for more people but since it was at the same time as the super 12 ... we were happy with the turnout. The people who came were amazing and got so much from the experience. It definetly bought me closer to reality, the cold, wind and hard concrete floor makes me appreciate so much what I have in New Zealand. It's so easy to take for granted the wonderful life I have, and to forget (or not even realise) how many of the world don't have the luxuries (or even neccessities ) that we have. I only wish that fairness, equality and justice held the same value as success, power and money.
