Hi World! I am here...in Maryland. The concept of D.C. is very hard to grasp, one second you're in Virginia, and then you're in Maryland but you're always in D.C.?!? I'm sure I'll figure out how to navigate around this place, eventually.
This picture is to illustrate me just floating around. I haven't gone into a state of shock and I haven't felt ripped away from the norms of life. I just feel like I'm hovering above a new city and haven't yet planted my feet here. It's a nice, fuzzy feeling, but I feel gravity creeping in little by little.
Well anyway, my travel with jetBlue was one of 0 complaints, except for the very unhappy baby on my red eye out of salt lake city. A friend of my dad's picked me up from the airport. We've never met before, but we recognized each other very easily at the passenger pickup. It was nice. We drove home on route 66! One of the busiest highways in the nation. It was 8:30 in the morning so I got a taste of the daily commute in D.C. It was crazy awful, I don't know why more people don't take the metro. At 8:30 in the morning there was bumper to bumper traffic on a 4-lane freeway for as far as the eye could see! The metro train ran inbetween the highways which was cool to see. I guess I shouldn't be so surprised to see traffic like this coming from Hawaii and all, but you don't see stuff like that in Provo.
The most exciting part of my day was seeing the D.C. Temple from the freeway! Walt pointed it out to me, and with the most sincere kindness told me that if I ever wanted to go visit it, he would take me to see it. He knows how special it is without really knowing.
I can't find my camera cord to import the pictures I took, so I will describe it to you. Picture yourself driving down the freeway. The asphalt ahead of you framed by the lush greenery of the thick trees thriving in the humid city. To your left, you see four golden spires shining in the morning sun peeking above the dark green trees. Then to confirm the beauty and strangeness of what you're seeing, you glimpse a small statue on one of the spires, a blinding light glinting off a musical trumpet. You sigh and exclaim, the Temple. You whip your camera out to capture the new energy coming from this beautiful structure. The morning isn't just a drive from the airport anymore, it's a drive to a new place with an old, familiar spirit.