TravelChick

07 March

Today was a very busy day. Woke up early and went to a volunteer orientation at Walter Reed. I took the bus up there, which was quite nice because I got a little tour of the city that lies north of my neighbourhood. I tend to stay in a 10-block radius of my home most of the time since work, groceries, and restaurants are all in that area, so it's nice when I get out of the comfort zone and explore more of DC. I spied some nice-looking restaurants on the way up to the medical centre, so I'll have to go back and check them out.

The bus back took ages. And I got a good dose of crazy man on the trip. A black man with a lovely, booming voice got on and said about three things in a loop:

'I'm a German Jew! My grandfather was white!'
'I'm glad my cousin Barack Obama is in the White House. Yes, he's my cousin.'
'My OTHER cousin Fenty is running the district. My cousin Barack runs the country, my cousin Fenty runs the District.'

He pointed out a sale at a furniture store called Wilson's, or something like that, and a smart-aleck kid on the bus said, 'Yeah, that's my uncle.' Crazy man responded, 'Boy, you don't say someone's your uncle unless you're BLOOD related. Let me tell you about what I told my cousin Barack before he decided to run for the White House.'

It was good entertainment.

I ended up near Chinatown later in the afternoon, and on my walk home started craving a Coke. Not just any Coke, but an ice-cold soda fountain Coke with ice. Of course, every place I passed sold Pepsi, so I ended up getting a bottle of Coke, and now half of it is sitting in my fridge.

Labels: Coke, contents, fridge

posted by Travel Chick @ 5:57 AM