Washington D.C.
Hurrah for the three day weekend. Americans are so afraid of offending minorities (i.e. African Americans) that all the good colleges (Yale and Messiah included, *wink*) ignore all federal holidays (Veteran's Day, Memorial Day, Columbus Day) except Martin Luther King Jr Day. Who am I to complain though.
Woke up at 12pm today, walked groggily to the bathroom for my ritual beautification and then a guy from the floor pops in and asks if I'm interested in a road trip. Hell, yeah!
Where to? Umm, we don't know.
Do I have to pack clothes? Umm, if you want to. But we're guys so we'd be fine.
So off we go, venturing into the unknown (south of Highway 15). We drive for hours and then we come to the Crossroads. To the left, Baltimore. To the right, Washington D.C. . I say 'Right' and we turn right.
Entered Washington through Georgetown, the affluent Georgetown Uni suburb. Very very nice. I wanna go also.
Drove around in D.C. and it starts raining icy rain. We find Chinatown (always the favourite) and settle on a confused Asian restaurant called 'Wok and Roll' . I order sushi.
We drive around more. See all the monuments and cathedrals and memorials. See one you see them all. Get lost in D.C. and drive around in circles. End up in a Starbucks in Arlington, Virginia. Starbucks reminds me of the times we used to study at the Starbucks in Marine Parade, really sweet memories. It doesn't matter if it's a Starbucks in New York or in Arlington, VA (wth?).
Try to find our way home. On the way home, play a game called Puddidle. Spot a car that has only one headlamp working on the opposite lane and hit the ceiling of the car and yell 'Puddidle'. Last person to hit the ceiling has to take a piece of clothing off.
So here I am on this 2 hour journey back to Messiah with all my clothes on and these two guys stark naked (including the driver). This other guys is just about to lose his pants when we turn into the gas station and then decide to start the game over.
Good day at the office.