D.C. hits the streets in DC

I woke up early this morning in an extremely foul mood. I was not looking forward to leaving the beautiful state of Colorado today. I woke up, packed, ate my last home cooked breakfast and headed to DIA. The car ride was quiet, i didn't say much. I was nervous and honestly I didn't want to go. I didn't get any goodbyes. And the one that I did manage to get wasn't a good one, it was kinda like a badbye or something. My flight got delayed for over an hour because United freaks out about oil leaking engines or something.
My flight sucked too. My seat wouldn't recline and I got the middle seat, and as everyone should know, I HATE the middle seat. The guy next to me took his smelly shoes off and then snored the entire flight until we hit some serious turbulence and then he woke up acting like we were all going to die, grabbing on to my armrest and nearly knocking my laptop off of the fold out tray.


I was pissed.


After a long wait for my stupid luggage, I instantly forgot about everything when I stepped out of the airport doors.


The sun was shining in full force on our nation's capital and the air was warm and humid. Everything was immediately washed in the glow of the D.C. sun. And the sun is different here. It's soft and all of the monuments just soak it up.

My cabbie talked to me about a whole lot of stuff, I think, I don't really talk very good cabbi yet. Actually fuck it, I'm never going to because I'm going to walk everywhere.
I checked into my apartment, and they def over hyped this place to me on the phone. Someone owes me an apology. Any how, I unpacked, and took a stroll out the door, into the streets of my new temporary home town. The White House is just a few blocks from my apartment and there's a giant statue in a small park of General George Washington, which is streaked that beautiful statue of Liberty green from decades upon decades of D.C. rain and oxidation.


I found a T.G.I. Fridays near my house (only to miss the McFadden's right across the street from my place) and had a giant Miller Light and a JD burger.

I forgot about the lack of goodbyes and the reluctance to come to D.C.

Tomorrow is a new day and I start a new life tomorrow. I know not a single soul out here, but by tomorrow, that will be a totally different story.



Wish me luck and stay tunned.



Patriotically,




Drew C of the District