Arrival in The District

I was en route to my new neighborhood Friday afternoon when I jabbed my dad in the arm. It was all I could do to get out a whisper.

“Look!” I said as our car sped by building after building. “It’s the Washington Post.” Sure enough, there was the newspaper, marked only by the signature Gothic lettering.

Get used to it, I thought. This is D.C.

It was a muggy move-in weekend. Dad and I took a shuttle to our hotel, located in the Woodley Park/Adams-Morgan neighborhood. Friday we scoped out the area and tried to decipher the metro system.

When I anticipate a new experience, I often imagine how it will be. But of course the reality is always a little bit different. Not bad, just different.

Memories flooded back from a family trip to D.C. in 2004. We stayed at the Saint Gregory Hotel for a few days – just blocks from the White House – and covered nearly every museum and monument from top to bottom. Ironically – and I just fact-checked with my dad – we did not use the metro at any point during our family trip. We did good old-fashioned walking.

But this time will be different. This is not a short stay; it’s the full experience. Buying groceries, working and observing the daily workings of a major city. I’m excited to experience the little things, the daily routine, and observe the people who live here.


About Meg Biallas

Thoughts From A DC Intern Turned DCist. A twenty-something goes beyond traditional tourism to achieve Washingtonian authenticity.
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