I started my day with aching arms due to the crutches I decided to try out yesterday while running a few errands.
I woke up at a decent time and I started on my way to Rovigo, taking great care of avoiding all the possible obstacles I found on my way, such as taking the bus and all that entails, walking up and down stairs, getting on and off trains, crossing streets, etc.
By the time I reached the hotel in which the press conference was supposed to be held, I was exhausted and work out. My arms were aching and I just wanted to sit on my couch and sip on some coffee but I wasn’t about to do that, right? I was there and the two candidates I was hoping to speak to ( I had an official appointment only with one of them) were about to arrive. I was escorted down to the conference room by an old couple ( their names are still a mystery to me as they did not wish to tell me their names). At their request of the reason of my presence I presented myself and accepted their useful advice on how to approach the candidates.
The conference room was crowded and I was honoured to be offered a seat at the “important” table because of my crutches. At the end of the press conference I met Raffaele, charming assistant of Iginio Bendin, who helped me get through the crowd and stand up to present myself and ONE to the candidate. I managed to do so and we took a few pictures. Just as all that happened the second candidate, Antonio Cancian, went away due to urgent business.
I was about to cry. All that effort in the hopes to speak to both candidates had been vain. All the sweat ( literally, I assure) and energy to get to the hotel and there I was, heading home with one signature. Of course, it still was a success, but I had lost the opportunity of meeting another candidate due to the (darn) crutches.
After calling a taxi ( no buses passed by the hotel) to reach the station, I met the old couple again. They asked me if I had succeeded in my mission and I announced, disappointed, that I had only been able to get one of the two signatures I had hoped for.
That was when the magic happened: I got invited to lunch and, after meeting Antonio Cancian and all his staff, I was presented to the whole restaurant and every one of the present people took great care of me, helping me in every way possible. I introduced ONE and ONEVOTE2014, Cancian was glad to hear about it and signed the pledge amongst the flashes from the camera. As happy as I could have ever been that day, I made friends with the people at my table and got escorted back to the station, at the end of the lunch, by the staff.
I still did not manage to discover the names of the old couple even though I would like to thank them once more.
I reached home tired, no, way moe than tired. My arms had given up on me by the time I got to my front door and only had to walk up three flights of stairs.
I was happy, almost joyful and ecstatic of having met such people: so nice, so kind, so helpful.
I was happy, once again, for ONE and for us: we can make a difference!