Today i'm not doing anything...Sort of
I've arrived in D.C. It is 12noon so I am behind schedule. I had planned to visit the post museum first. However because they have no storage facility for my luggage, I decided to walk to the hostel first. According to maps the walk was about 45min. That alone should have been warning enough not to walk with my 15kg backpack. Then when asking for directions to confirm whether my map is right, the woman was a bit shocked: you wanna walk? That is at least 10 blocks!
I walked anyways. And it is sooo hot here... It was suppose to be around 20C but it is more like 30C. When I finally arrived I had only one wish: water!
Fortunately there was a supermarket around the corner where I bought 3bottles before walking to the spy museum. It is fascinating what people come up with to steal information from others. Though I am quite sure that today most is done in the deep web rather then on the streets. Highlight of the museum was the bond exhibition. Now I feel like I need to watch all bond movies again-even the Brosnan ones... Another funny detail in the museum: they have a bugged picture of Angela Merkel. I spend about 2.5h in the museum before walking to the aircraft and space museum.
I now have confirmation that I would have never ever been allowed to become a stewardess: too tall, too fat, too old, too crazy and no training as a nurse. I also witnessed this conversation in the space exhibition. Girlfriend (gf) and boyfriend (bf)
Gf: oh this is called Marie curie.
Gf: do you know who that is?
Gf: are you SERIOUS??? Marie curie was this well known Doctor...
Wait what? Not sure if this is a good description of m.c.
At 5.30 the museum closed and I had to leave. Actually a good time as the sun was about to set and gave me the opportunity to take some nice pictures. I then walked towards the Lincoln memorial and the White House on the way back to the hostel. Because it was already too dark the pictures of the White House are non existent.
At the hotel I decided: no more. No more walking! Seriously though: my feet burn, my legs hurt, my back aches. So during dinner (German flag tortilla -yes that's right black,red yellow tortilla with hummus) I decided that I would honor Bruno Mars' lazy song and not do anything. But as decisions go, you make them and you break them.
So waking up at 6am I stayed in (a less then comfortable) bed for 30min before showering and getting ready to leave. And then I - guess what- walked to union station, passed Union station to the Supreme Court and then the Capitol now sitting around the national mall.
And let me tell you: Washington could also be the city of joggers. It is unbelievable how many people you see running here. Fist I thought it is just the peak time after work, but I see people running at noon-sun shining brightly. No idea how they can do it.
Also I noticed that the police sirens are a bit weird. Usually they sound like they want to siren but don't quite get there.
Now i am taking the greyhound to Nashville at about 5pm and I really hope I can sleep on the bus as I will be arriving tomorrow at 8.30am. Until then I will make my way towards union station again, trying to relax a little as the sun starts to have its effect on me....
That was the plan at least. Instead I ended up in the post museum after all. It is awesome! My absolute favorite part was probably the secret post exhibition, where people send in postcards with their secrets... Anything from I steal flowers from graves to I cheated or I know she is not my daughter. A lot of them are really funny. Some of them pretty sinister. Overall I am glad I went.
Unfortunately at this rate I will not be able to walk in New Orleans the latest. While converse look pretty awesome they are not great for daily 5-10h walks because that is what I have been doing the past days...
Now I am finally on the greyhound but sleeping is no option for two reasons: 1. I need to change busses in Charlottesville, Virginia. 2. I have a very loud set of children in front of me. Hopefully I will get rest between Charlottesville and Nashville....
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