Happy new year to you. And happy three month DC anniversary to me. I can’t believe that I’ve been here that long already. Not that time has flown exactly, but it is pretty inexorable.
DC has been a pretty hard sell for me. And I’m still not entirely sold on it. There are a lot of perks to urban living and east coast living, but it’s no Yosemite by a long shot. And yet, I’m hanging in there – finding all the cool diversions that I can and, honestly, reminding myself that nothing lasts forever. Western parks and wilderness will call again and we still have a lot of world left to explore beyond this experience.
In honor of the quarter-year that’s gone by, I’ve collected a few observations (in no particular order). Some ways, DC has been exactly what I expected. In some ways, it’s completely surprised me.
- It’s so very windy here. Maybe because it’s also so very flat?
- There aren’t nearly as many pigeons as I expected.
- But there is a seemingly healthy rat population.
- There’s a noticeable lack of graffiti. Maybe because I haven’t explored those parts of town yet?
- People smile less here. I’m told city etiquette frowns on eye contact.
- There are lots of trees and green spaces tucked throughout the city.
- “Community” is a foreign word to most.
- Museum-going is one of the things to do — and there are a lot of choose from.
- There’s no sense of stewardship. Litter and general dirtiness linger everywhere.
- Everything smells weird.
- People are really into public transit. Metro in rush hour = human crush.
- The sky is a weird purply pink at night. I miss stars.
- The food. When it’s good, it’s really good. And it’s often good.
Up next, some of those cool diversions and interesting places to be had in these parts…