day 4: capital hijinks
it’s becoming inevitable that these things will become more and more similar as time passes. there’s only so many times i can remark about the beautiful things i see and the wonderful people i meet. it really is crazy, the more i see of the country, the more i realize there are awesome people everywhere.
today was a trippy day. me and my host jb woke up early to head out to the ed norris show at cbs radio, which is apparently a goddamn big deal in murland. they were both hella cool, and ed was hella dope to meet because he was a cop…
ed norris, me and dude who i can't remember
whoa, i’ll get back to that in a second, but i legitimately just had a long ass conversation with a french kiddo, entirely conducted through babelfish. awersome sauce of massive proportions. i just had to mention that.
but yes, ed norris was a cop in DC in the bad old days, so getting his perspective on the changed new york was really interesting. and dude trained kyokushin. come on now. how do you not love a dude who does one of the toughest martial arts out there?
whoa. i just had an entire conversation with the father of the kid through the awesome tool known as babelfish. that was a goddamn surreal experience, having multiple entire conversations through facebook. i shared some of my food. they shared some of theirs. we had coffee, and it was a goddamn good night. it is weird as hell sharing shin ramyun with a french family who’s never had it before. but honestly, how much more diverse and worldy do you get? freaking weird, but… the exact romantic ideal. that is what this trip is SUPPOSED to be about. i am so happy that this just happened. and at goddamn 4 o clock in the morning no less. though admittedly… it is a little scary that almost no one in that entire family spoke passable english.
the french family i shared my shin ramyun with and talked to through babelfish
c’est le vie. right?
but honestly… this has been an awesome time.
admittedly, lugging my huge backpack through the metro into DC and to my hostel was wacksauce. but that just means i need to pack better.
the hostel is hella nice. i am never going to be weary of staying in a hostel again. if you ever get a chance to stay at a hostelling international hostel, please do. they come with my recommendation. i liked them so much, i actually bought a membership today. and the bits and pieces i got to see of the national gallery were awersome sauce. les face it. i HELLLLLA nerd out on art. ESPECIALLY the impressionists. they quite literally set my knees aquiver, and the national gallery has an absolutely mindblowing collection of their stuff.
boston latin whaaaat?
yes, that it is a cezanne
saddest most amazing painting EVER. manet. genius.
this makes me so excited to see the rest of the museums, especially the archives. constitution! declaration of independence! duuuude. history nerd alert.
dc lounging. you know, candid shot.
and dude… jb introduced me to some folks in DC + one of my friends from dc showed up and it was awersome sauce. we hung out in chinatown. which is HELLLLLLa ghetto. but whatever. food was decently cheap. the bar we went to before had 50 cent chicken wings and decent drinks, so it made the chinese food that much cheaper.
that was all jb
dinner crew
i also got a chance to roll for the first time in my travels, at ryan hall’s dopesauce 50/50 bjj. all cool folks there. if you’re in the area, you should definitely roll through. and this is after i got hella lost on my way from the metro station, so you know it has to be good.
finally, night on the town with liz, the girl jb introduced me to, and megan, her friend. such cool, real, wonderful and beautiful people yall have never met. you envy me because i had the privilege of their company.
and they say food isn't sex
duuuuude. purty.
superlatives aside… the more days pass, the more i realize how blessed i am to be doing this. les just hope i keep feeling this way when i head down to nashville and know no one.
but whatever… i got two more days of DC left and i’m going to enjoy ‘em. oh and before i forget… if’n i see you on the road, please have a penny ready, cuz im collecting them for my empty lee kum kee jar.
life is like a durian… you gotta crack it open.
No comments, but we’re watching. Ur beyond weird, but enjoyable. Keep it up….