April 05, 2004

Our Nation's Capitol

WASHINGTON, DC - You know, even for a wishy-washy pinko-liberal down-on-the-Government type like me, there's still a certain something that comes up in your heart when you crest a hill and see the U.S. Capitol building dead center in front of you.

But I'll get back to that...first things first. Let's start with this morning. I had to split Philly pretty early to avoid parking-meter-interruptus. Even though Pat's Steaks on Wharton Street is open 24 hours, I reisted the siren song of cheesesteak-for-breakfast. I wanted to spend the day sightseeing, not cursing the universe in a Maryland men's room. I did stock up on nature's perfect food, though, so that should keep me OK for a while.

I saw more of Delaware today then ever before (which, frankly, ain't sayin' much). The people at the State Museum Information Center in Dover were awfully nice, if a little surprised to see a windswept, teeth-chattering traveler first thing on a Monday morning. Did I mention the wind? I think I did, but then the computer I was typing on got flung into Delaware Bay.

Then a quick hop across MD, over the Bay Bridge, and into Washington. I did observe my personal Washington, DC, tradition, which is to somehow inexplicably find myself in Virginia (this was due to a misreading of a sign on the Metro platform), but made it back safely. I haven't really had the time or the inclination to stand in the amazingly long lines to clear Security at any of the museums or attractions, so I've just been bopping around the Mall taking pictures and downing Starbucks vanilla cremes (as I explained to my sister, YES, I am generally vehemently against big multinational corporations at the expense of locally-owned independent stores, but damn those vanilla cremes are GOOD).

And now, instead of waiting in line two hours to see a dinosaur or something, I'm biting the expensive-Internet-access bullet at a Kinko's behind the National Archives. All to bring this to you.

(Interesting note: as I type, there's a guy waiting for a computer who's clearly wheeling and dealing scalped baseball tickets. Pretty brazen.)

Comments

You better be bringing back a box of tastykakes for us.

Posted by: V-bunny at April 6, 2004 10:37 PM

count on it.

Posted by: michael at April 8, 2004 02:28 PM

"Krimpets shall inherit the earth!"

Posted by: beanne at April 9, 2004 09:51 PM

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