A friend here in Tejas is going to DC in a few days and asked for a little advice on where to stay, go, etc during her short visit. I jotted down what I thought would be a quick email straight and to the point, I had to stop myself after writing for 45 minutes and two pages. This got me thinking about my beloved city. How I miss you and your daily grind. How I miss the people, the energy, the "buzz", and the beauty and charm that is our Nations Capital. I miss my summer evening drives up the GW Parkway with no agenda, only an open moonroof and the howl of my roof rack. I miss your granite and marble tributes those who came before us with a dream and determination. I desperately miss your tall green trees and wild spaces only a stones throw from the hustle of the daily menutia. I took you for granted, I complained about your busy streets, and encroaching developement without understanding fully just how brilliant you really are. I want to feel your humid summer on my skin like that of a hot sweaty lover. I miss smelling autum in your leaves, and the crispness of your first snow. I miss you eternally my love and only wish I knew how to get back to your loving arms.
To all my chums back home, take an afternoon off and go downtown, explore what's in your back yard, visit a museum and enjoy a work of art, marvel at a city designed by a Frenchman long before the automobile and wonder how it's held up for so long. Take a weekend and get lost in the blue ride knowing you're only a short drive from everything, rent a cottage at the shore and gaze off into the Atlantic. You're luckier than you realize having such wonders at your becon call, take advantage of all your fine city has to offer, if not for yourself, for me.
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I couldn't agree more. So get your ass back up here! :)
Lee,
Ha, working on it man. It's an easy sell for me, however the wife is a little harder to convince.
Wow! For a sec, I thought you were talking about me. ;)
So your wife is digging it down there?
Ricky,
I miss you too man ;^)
It isn't so much that the wife likes it here, she doesn't like the cold. She is of the opinion of "been there done that" and never really appreciated the city. I on the other hand was just burned out of the place and was frustrated at the out of control housing prices. I still think the housing prices are out of control, but I do miss everything the place has to offer... especially my riding buddies... group hug.
it is august...
do you miss mosquitoes and humidity?
Joel, I'm in south central TX. While it may be humid and in the high 80's up there it's regularly 100+ here with little to no relief from the sun. I'm as lilly white as they come and can't take it much longer. I also miss culture, I suppose I should say multi-cultural living. Here it's God, Country, & "W". The only culture other than white is hispanic, and while I have no problem with that it's nice to have a more diverse melting pot that is readily available in the DC area. Funny enough my favorite Mexican restaurant (SW really) is in Herndon, VA.... Tortilla Factory.
Now that the prices of houses are finally on their way down we may be able to afford living up there again
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