Ok! So I am such a geek! I don't mean like computer geek or comic book geek or WOW geek. Pretty much to justify my meaning, you need to visual me jumping up and down in a hallway in the U.S. House of Reps on the fifth floor, in between an American flag and the state flag of California. A bronzed plaque displays the name "Susan Davis". For about three minutes, I felt a little closer to home. What even made the experience of signing the guest notebook even better, was that above a door in the left wing of the office, hung a PLNU pennant. :)
Still proceeding in fulfilling the tasks in our list for my groups scavenger hunt, we had to visit the House of Reps to get a picture of Mark in front of (the only guy in our group) his front of his representative's door.
After leaving, Natalie and I decided to venture off on our own, and we stumbled upon a quaint bookstore.
The smell of old, used books was intoxicating for me, you could even say euphoric. My eyes raced across the stacks and shelves full of titles. The suddenly stopped on the front cover of a book with a blurred picture of a woman's back loaded with a green and red pack among a mosaic of blurred leaves. The title "A journey north". I was intrigued. I picked it up and briefly read the bottom of the cover underneath the picture. "One woman's story of hiking the Appalachian Trail." I was sold! I've been doing a lot of reading on long distance hiking about the PCT and John Muir (Last American Man is a good one!) and while I'm here on the East Coast would like to even just go for a day hike on parts of the Appalachian Trail. I needed an escape for the concrete jungle.
Though, I'm pretty surprised on how much I like the city. Actually, I'm pretty surprised on how much I LOVE the city. I think it is a great change from San Diego. One thing here is that you walk EVERYWHERE. I probably walk on average 5 miles a day, sometimes seven. And not to mention I've been spending at least an hour in the gym everyday.
For today's agenda after class, our group went to the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception ("Can I buy any more prepositional phrases please?"-Natalie) Ascending up the hall to the upper church, I gasped as I looked above me. Large mosaics plastered the ceiling. The ecclesiastical art was unbelievable. I was consumed by its spiritual and historical grandeur. I took a seat about ten pews from the front and began to soak it all in.
We then headed to the Nationals Ball Park-mind you, it was already past 7 p.m. and when we got off the metro at Navy Yard, there were no one on either sides of the streets. We walked three blocks over to the field and came in contact with only two people ( two security guards to be more specific). Natalie and I plan on going to a Nationals game when baseball starts, I can't wait.
Though, I'm pretty surprised on how much I like the city. Actually, I'm pretty surprised on how much I LOVE the city. I think it is a great change from San Diego. One thing here is that you walk EVERYWHERE. I probably walk on average 5 miles a day, sometimes seven. And not to mention I've been spending at least an hour in the gym everyday.
For today's agenda after class, our group went to the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception ("Can I buy any more prepositional phrases please?"-Natalie) Ascending up the hall to the upper church, I gasped as I looked above me. Large mosaics plastered the ceiling. The ecclesiastical art was unbelievable. I was consumed by its spiritual and historical grandeur. I took a seat about ten pews from the front and began to soak it all in.
We then headed to the Nationals Ball Park-mind you, it was already past 7 p.m. and when we got off the metro at Navy Yard, there were no one on either sides of the streets. We walked three blocks over to the field and came in contact with only two people ( two security guards to be more specific). Natalie and I plan on going to a Nationals game when baseball starts, I can't wait.
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