My friend Ryan met me at the airport and we went for lunch and walked around and talked. He was talking about his girlfriend and I was complaining to him how he doesn't get all twittery and gushy about it. I was having this same complaint with my friend Kevin the other night. Tad and Kevin were laughing at me, saying "What do you want us to do? Say: 'Oh my god oh my god' I'm SO in love (waving arms around dramatically)
"What?!!" I said. "That's basically what I did!"
Come on. Don't boys gush ever? I want to see a man gush! Is that so much to ask?
Anyway, after Ryan left I walked around the capital and took pictures. I took this one:
Being here, walking around the capital mall, gave me lots of memories. I got to the big pond by the capital building and realized that the last time I was right in front of it, I was with Harald and Ryan and my other Peace Corps friends. I stood there for a moment and looked at the spot where our picture was taken. And thought about Harald. Here's that photo:
|Rebecca, Christina, Harald, Me, Ryan and Steff|
I also thought about when I lived in DC for a month after I returned from Estonia, when I was sent home because of the tumor in my ear that ate my eardrum. I stayed in the hotel that they send ailing Peace Corps volunteers; Tad called it the Malady Inn. That month, all I did was what I did this afternoon: walk around, shop, go out to eat and watch TV. It's funny because now that I'm a mom and a wife and a full-time worker of the world... and I only get a day like today once in a while... I'm happy in a way that I wanted to be back then but wasn't yet.
Ah, nothing like walking around listening to music in Washington and reflecting on stuff.