DC trip

After reading what Ben wrote about his San Francisco trip I thought I could give an update of my trip which illustrates some real differences in how we view the big city life.
I flew into DC on Thursday afternoon, got to the hotel, in Chinatown, and promptly went to one of those exotic little joints to try some local tastes, when I found one that was reasonably priced I went in and ordered by favorite, sweet and sour. I spent the rest of the evening strolling around but since all the museums close by about 5:00, I ended up back at the hotel watching TV.
The next morning I thought I was getting a free hotel breakfast but apparently that Western Tradition hasn't gotten to the Potomac. I was shuffled into the adjoining resturant and handed a menu that required $8 for an egg and juice. Remembering seeing a Burger King around the block I snuck out of the place and choked down a dry McMuffin type meal. I had picked out a couple of places I hadn't seen before, the old patent office is now the architectural museum so I got there right at 10:00, it was open and free but was basically a big open building that itself had some interesting architecture but I assumed the real museum was still under consideration for construction. Next I tried the National Portrait Gallery only to find that it didn't open until 11:30. So I wondered up to capital hill and went inside the Supreme Court building. It was nice going to such a place without worrying about the behavior of 28 17 year olds.
I had to be out of my hotel by noon and the other one I was going to didn't check people in until 3 or 4. I considered taking the metro but then decided to just hoof it the 17 or so blocks. So putting my two satchels over my shoulders I sauntered Eastward (I think). On the journey I recognized a Mcdonalds that I had visited some years earlier and since I wasn't in a hurry and it was lunchtime decided to try the exotic menu there. The only thing exotic were the two fellows in the foyer singing their hearts out for the good customers. Only trouble was they weren't very good. After eating and reading a bit I decided against encouraging their talent further and headed towards the White House to see what the protests De Jour were. The anti nuclear weapons folks were still manning their posts as they have done steadily since 1984. Another group was doing some type of street threater, they had about 10 guys dressed up in orange robes and h oods, I got the impression they represented dead people? The third group was holding signs and standing against the WH fence. The signs were calling attention to someone who had been arrested in Mexico and asking the State Department to get involved and get this guy freed. I decided not to tell them that the state department was over a couple of blocks and that Obama himself was in CA doing a taping of the Jay Leno show, so their protest probably didn't matter much...they seemed to be enjoying themselves so I moved on.
I got to the 22nd street Marriot which was a giant step up from the Red Roof Inn. It was then about 2:00 and my room was ready so I was able to dump my stuff and find the metro for a trip to the DC zoo. Another attraction I had never been able to fit in. I got off at the right stop and rode what must be the world's longest escalator. I timed it on the way back in and it was 2 1/2 minutes, which is along time to stand there. I started up the road not sure which way the zoo was, but then I started seeing signs, baby strollers! Some were following me and others were coming from the direction I was headed. I surmised that since I hadn't seen a child in the whole city that the zoo must be a gathering spot of small people.
When I got back to the hotel then the next decision came up, what to wear to the reception? I hadn't brought a tie so I dressed with the best that I had. when I got there I was the only male without a tie or a coat. but it didn't matter much, it was a nice reunion with some people I hadn't seen for about 14 years.
The next day was work work work, reading applications till our eyes hurt. Then Dinner was on our own so I wondered to Georgetown (Ben would have loved this place) Busy foot traffic resturants every 15 feet. Ethiopian, Vietnamese, Italian, etc. I wondered around looking at the architecture and the menus. Finally I was drawn to a basic Subway where I bought a rather exotic sandwich.
As you can see my food tastes tend toward the mundane and based more on economics than taste. But it was a fun adventure all the same.