By
Kailani Koenig-Muenster
8/27/08

If I’ve learned anything within the last
few days, it’s that you shouldn’t believe anyone who tells you
something’s impossible.


We came to Denver without any official
Convention media credentials, and the only passes for the Pepsi Center
that we were first able to secure are called “Perimeter Passes.” These
let you access the press area around the center, which consists of
gigantic white tents with workspace and countless journalists and
delegates rushing around.

It’s been a huge goal of ours to get inside
the Pepsi Center, So I asked as many people as I could about what to
do. This paid off. When Massachusetts Governor Deval Patrick was
speaking, I finally got my arena pass.

While the “Arena Pass” is just a step above
the “Perimeter Pass,” it gets you inside the building and around the
concourse, but not in the actual hall or on the floor. I watched
Senator Hillary Clinton’s speech from inside the concourse with
hundreds of other people. The fire marshals had to close the hall to
everyone who was late because the venue had reached maximum capacity,
so the overflow came into my area. Crowds who weren’t able to make it
inside huddled around the glow of Clinton’s speech on televisions.
They erupted with applause every time Barack Obama’s name was
mentioned.

After she finished, the delegates began to disperse and
seats inside started to empty. I decided to check it out, and just
walked down as far as I could, and as soon as I knew it, I was in the
middle of the Pepsi Center floor.

It’s definitely a much more unique experience
being a part of the action than it is watching on a screen. The
atmosphere is frantic and palpable. All of the major television
networks are stationed on the floor, and within the first couple
minutes I watched them all broadcast live.

Last night I was the only one from our WEBN Political
Pulse crew who was at the Pepsi Center, but I still managed to snag a
few television interviews with notable journalists and other political
figures. There’s a certain rush that’s felt on the floor after the
speeches are over. Delegates are finally set free and able to mingle,
and reporters are trying to land the coveted interview. Everyone is
trying to soak up every bit of this experience that they can. It was
mayhem, but I loved it.

I ended up staying on the floor for a couple
hours, conducting television interviews, shooting a stand-up, and
gathering as much b-roll as possible. Every once in a while I stopped
for a second, turned my video camera off, and just looked around. I
wanted to remember the scene and take in all that I could.