Sitting on a train bound for DC, and slowly readjusting my breathing to its normal rhythm, I decide to write here. Although I am headed to the capital for work, I have extended my stay through the weekend to sightsee and of course, eat! I have never been to DC but in my mind, I imagine it to be similar in size and savoir-vivre as Boston (minus the Red Sox fanatics). I picture cobblestone streets, vintage lampposts, and cheerful people greeting me here and there… Yes, I realize, I may be idealizing this town more than necessary. One thing I noticed is that apart from knowing that DC is home to the President, the Smithsonian, and the National Geographic, I don’t really know much more about it. For example, I don’t even know what it is known for in terms of food (the one thing I should know!). Again, I foresee it offering great seafood – probably because of the similarities I imagine it to have with Boston.
When this train pulls into Union Station, I have to head straight to my hotel, change and get to all work, no play – well almost no play. I am hoping I can squeeze in a few tourist things tomorrow, including a visit to the Smithsonian, seeing the White House (maybe begging on my hands and knees for the guards to let me into the kitchen and Michelle O’s famous vegetable garden?), strolling along the Potomac river, and sampling some good eats. I will return on Sunday with all this juicy pictures and hopefully, some great dining recommendations!
[image 1 thanks to Schodts' according to this license]
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