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Men don't smile. Particularly latino men, but all of them really. I was sitting on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial watching people take pictures either in front of the memorial or the reflecting pool. Most of the women smiled. The men stood there looking either tough or completely expressionless. After a while a few got silly, but only when surrounded by girls. Big surprise.
Bus drivers suck. Universally this is true. Even more so is the person who labeled the bus stop for 5A. 5A is the bus that goes from L'Enfant Plaza in DC to Dulles Airport, near where I'm staying. Apparently they're doing construction on part of L'Enfant's Metro station. Whatever. Last night I was picked up at this stop at the corner of 7th & D. Tonight I waited at the same covered bus stop that had a sign that said "5A Dulles" on it. It was a temporary sign, but a sign all the same. Bus pulls up...driver says "oh, I'm sorry, this is drop off only, the pick up is two blocks that way and it's already left." Fuck. So...ummm...they picked me up here at this stop yesterday. "It doesn't matter, blah blah blah." So I called a cab to try and catch the bus. No go. Got back on the Metro and took it to the end of the line, as far out from DC as I could get. A $45 fare later and I'm back at the hotel.
Lincoln was the man. He was well spoken, did amazing things for the country, well respected and all that. When he spoke, he thought about his words (and didn't have a speech writer).
Portable tripods rule. There was only one other person besides me in front of the monuments with a tripod. Ours were probably the only pictures that will turn out and even after sunset I didn't need a flash. My camera is awesome.
1:00am is too late, even if your computer says it's only 10:00pm. I should have been back to the hotel before midnight and asleep by now. Blah.
My training class for work is 4 people. I'm the only female. One is retired Marines (and still consulting with them) the other is DoD. The last is a new Vovici employee. The instructor is retired military too (can't remember which branch though). I'm most likely the only democrat in the room. Wow. Change.
People in general are nice. I had good conversations with a number of people (a guy from San Luis Obispo on the way from Dulles to DC this afternoon, a girl on the Metro who gave me good dinner suggestions, the guy I shared a cab with and a few others).
Escalators are not my friend. At least three were not working today. At least the 5 story one was working. They were only 2-3 stories. Between that, the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and walking enough from the memorial to the Metro (6 large city blocks through George Washington University), I'm whiped again, but not as bad as yesterday.
It's time for bed. Lesson in itself. Night night!
Bus drivers suck. Universally this is true. Even more so is the person who labeled the bus stop for 5A. 5A is the bus that goes from L'Enfant Plaza in DC to Dulles Airport, near where I'm staying. Apparently they're doing construction on part of L'Enfant's Metro station. Whatever. Last night I was picked up at this stop at the corner of 7th & D. Tonight I waited at the same covered bus stop that had a sign that said "5A Dulles" on it. It was a temporary sign, but a sign all the same. Bus pulls up...driver says "oh, I'm sorry, this is drop off only, the pick up is two blocks that way and it's already left." Fuck. So...ummm...they picked me up here at this stop yesterday. "It doesn't matter, blah blah blah." So I called a cab to try and catch the bus. No go. Got back on the Metro and took it to the end of the line, as far out from DC as I could get. A $45 fare later and I'm back at the hotel.
Lincoln was the man. He was well spoken, did amazing things for the country, well respected and all that. When he spoke, he thought about his words (and didn't have a speech writer).
Portable tripods rule. There was only one other person besides me in front of the monuments with a tripod. Ours were probably the only pictures that will turn out and even after sunset I didn't need a flash. My camera is awesome.
1:00am is too late, even if your computer says it's only 10:00pm. I should have been back to the hotel before midnight and asleep by now. Blah.
My training class for work is 4 people. I'm the only female. One is retired Marines (and still consulting with them) the other is DoD. The last is a new Vovici employee. The instructor is retired military too (can't remember which branch though). I'm most likely the only democrat in the room. Wow. Change.
People in general are nice. I had good conversations with a number of people (a guy from San Luis Obispo on the way from Dulles to DC this afternoon, a girl on the Metro who gave me good dinner suggestions, the guy I shared a cab with and a few others).
Escalators are not my friend. At least three were not working today. At least the 5 story one was working. They were only 2-3 stories. Between that, the steps of the Lincoln Memorial and walking enough from the memorial to the Metro (6 large city blocks through George Washington University), I'm whiped again, but not as bad as yesterday.
It's time for bed. Lesson in itself. Night night!
