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Sunday, August 24, 2014

ROCK CREEK PARK [12.5 - FINAL WEEK]


tuesday, was a rainy day, which i was first upset about, but it worked out for the best. it was nice for this california girl to see some summer rain before she left! it always makes me feel a little out of place, because it is a rare occurrence in california, which i like.




early in the morning, i made my way to the mary mcleod bethune council house, which is of course run by the nps. i had never heard of her before, but was eager to learn. she was a big activist for african american and women's rights. the home is a row house right in the middle of a residential street. even though it was a little place, i really enjoyed. i can't wait to go back and see the woodson house (located down the street) when it is open to the public.






after, I visited some of the museums i wanted to see before i left. this included the national museum of natural history museum, the national museum of american history, and the national art gallery.



the national museum of american history has an exhibit on transportation . i get very excited when california is mentioned.



architecture of the national art gallery



one of my favorite paintings at the gallery



on my way back i ran into this guy. i never noticed him before even though i have walked by the memorial many times.


a few hours later, I went out to eat with some of my co-workers from my internship. i also tried ramen for the first time, which was okay. it was really nice.

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wednesday (my last fully day - sad face- ) i decided to take it easy and see some of my favorite places in DC. i first went to rock creek park, over by pierce mill. i stayed away from the trails, due to my past experience with an evil hornet. as i said the day before, the rain was really heavy, so the creek was raging.



compare before the storm and after. i could not even walk down to the creek as shown on the left.


it was cool to see. because of this, i was not able to walk along the shallow area, but i really enjoyed it. i just sat around, listened to bon iver (the kind of music to listen to in the middle of the forest), and drew a sketch. perfect.




after, I went to georgetown. i like how the area has a mix of things. there are good food places, shops, and historic sites. i stopped at the old stone house and saw my ranger friend for the third and last time. after eating and shopping, i went to the c&o canal. it is such a cool little area. i also did a little sketch there.




i took a different path to the metro. normally i only walk along the store fronts, but I decided to follow along the canal instead. while walking, i discovered that the nps used to have canal rides. who knew. i also found more information on the canal. it was interesting.






last minute, i invited a friend to dinner. honestly, i did not want to spend my last night alone. i wanted to do something and all my housemates that were worth asking i knew would not want to come. we went out for dinner in penn quarter.

since i wanted to go see the national mall at night and he wanted to run, we compromised and saw the national mall at night while running. it also worked out well because he was a loser and had not seen some of the memorials, let alone at night. the memorials were fun, but running was difficult. i was a whimp. if a zombie apocalypse occurred, i would for sure die. no question.

it was a pleasant way to conclude my trip. in the next few days we will see how many bug bites I got.
update - i got 3.



and the only picture i was capable of taking as i was dyeing. 

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my flight was in the afternoon, but surprisingly i was in a rush. i did not expect it. last minute, i was going to have a ride, but it fell through so i went with my original plan. THE METRO! i was a genius. i decided to take 3 pieces of luggage, walk 0.7 miles to the station, get on the metro, get off, and walk to the other side of the terminal. i was tired to say the least. my arms were sore for a few days after. it was more of a work out than running! i felt more accomplished than i should have.

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as i write this (but not when it gets posted) i am on my last leg of my flight. WARNING: things are going to get a bit mushy gushy. weird, i know. i think so too. the last few days i have been reflecting on this whole experience. what does it mean to me? how do i explain it to others? how have i changed? yes we are getting all philosophical up in here.

it’s simple to say, i am so happy i did this! i may have been apprehensive at the idea of it and really I needed a friend to really push me to do this. this experience has reinforced the idea that i am always nervous when change is approaching, but once it happens, i adjust very well. also, i do not get homesick. overall, i think i have become a better person in the eyes of myself. i have gotten to study myself, learn what i want changed and what i like about myself. i think that is important. you don’t need a big change like this to go through this, but moving to a new place and not knowing anyone will do that. as lame as it is, i have more confidence in myself, both in my personal and professional life. i have enhanced skills i already had and changed bad habits. i also met some pretty great people, and some friendships I would like to maintain.

now back to the same old same old. i'd like to think i can take what i learned (specifically personally, not professionally), and adapt it back here. we’ll see.

now expect me to not post much. this always happens.

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now to not end it so mushy gushy, i will end on a tour of the house. for obvious reasons, i did not show these earlier. i lived in the shaw / mt. vernon district in an old row house. it is over a century old and originally a boarding house. pretty neat.



it's a big house, but i lived with 16 other people so it was very crowded.



my portion of the doubles room.


also, the closest commercial district was chinatown.

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now for a song! i chose night moves because it is a song that talks about the conclusion of a sentimental summer. of course, this song is too sexy to really be relatable, but it started playing when i was packing and i had a moment. i will think back to this summer fondly. even though everything was not perfect this summer, i like being able to look at memories in general and have a romantic idea about them. the bad is often forgotten and the good is enhanced. this can be dangerous, but when you point out this fact, it helps. enjoy!


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