Rediscovering Patriotism
Since moving to DC a couple weeks ago (and admittedly, I’m going to be moving back at the end of the month due to unforeseen events that have transpired, but I digress), I’ve been able to take my time to explore the city and all the treasures within, unlike my previous journey here during inauguration week where I was rushing around trying to take it all in for the first time and having to deal with the giant crowd. I had really lost all my excitement to move into the city due to the drama in my personal life, and trudged around the first couple of days trying to see a few things that I had missed on my first trip.
I have to say, I live in a very ideal location, on Capitol Hill East, right at Pennsylvania and Potomac Avenue. The metro is conveniently located a couple doors down from my house which makes getting around a snap, although, I still usually prefer just to walk down to the National Mall since it’s within easy walking distance (about 1 mile).
The first thing that reminded me why I had wanted to come here in the first place was as I was wandering around the Smithsonian American History Museum. I was looking through the presidential exhibit and watched a short video of various past presidents reflecting on the more sentimental, non-political aspects of what it meant to them to serve the country. It made me remember the day on the National Mall in January, where you could feel the energy of the people wanting to take part in their own future, and watching as our next president took the oath of office, literally feeling the shift of power. That still moves me to tears every time I think about it, even as I write this. I am honored to have made that trip and witness history take place right before my eyes.
Living here, albeit, even for a short time, I’ve been able to see some of the lesser things that DC has to offer. My first few days, I made it through all of the museums on the National Mall, which alone makes it worth it to be in the city. I spent some time laying at Lincoln’s feet in the dead of night, as I think I will do every time I make it to DC. Lincoln is always a powerful experience, especially at night, when you can be alone in the silence without the tourists, and really appreciate and reflect upon his magnificence and that of the country which we live in. I get to walk by the Whitehouse on a daily basis since it’s located right by downtown. I’ve spoken to the Iranian protesters sitting outside who are on a hunger strike, desperately trying to get their voices heard by someone who can do something to help them out.
Today, I was able to go into the Supreme Court courtroom, which was very intriguing. It was awe-inspiring to see the room in which the decisions that shape our country are made. I was also able to make it to the Library of Congress finally and see the Thomas Jefferson collection of books. I also read quite a bit of fascinating material about the forming of the country, King George III, and the creation of the Constitution and Amendments.
I love the people of this city for many reasons. The sheer diversity is striking and wonderful. There are people of all shapes, sizes and colors. My neighborhood is very nice, everyone says “hi” and nods as you go by, no matter who you or they might be. It’s interesting to witness that in such a big city, it makes it feel more homely.
One of my favorite experiences was a night at a local bar, some folks asked me to join them at their table. We spent hours talking about politics and history, a wide spectrum of subjects. This was really the first time I had spoken in depth to anyone in DC, and these people were very intelligent. Two of them worked for the Department of Labor and one for the Federal Trade Commision, and two girls who were going to school. It was a fun time, and exactly the kind of thing I had come to DC for; I wanted to be immersed in an intelligent, thinking, progressive environment, surrounded by good people. They were great folks, and I was invited to join their team for “Jeopardy Night” (a trivia thing at the bar). I went that night and had a blast.
My second DC experience this time around will be coming to an end shortly. I hope that I get to come back at some point in the future, but at least I feel like I’ve really had time to soak in the city. I’ve done tons of walking around and I really feel like I’m starting to know what’s going on here. And I’ve even ended up in some really bad neighborhoods where I had some rather “eye-opening” experiences. But even then, I never really felt fear for my physical safety. It’s still amazing to me that there are such bad places only blocks from our Nation’s Capitol. But such is the nature of things, I suppose. I’m hopeful that I will be back before the next inauguration….














Check out the D.A.R. museum at 1776 D St.
Glad you enjoyed the city of my birth — I think the truly frightening neighborhoods within in blocks of the tourist part of the city – tells a lot about our Country and the positive face we try to show the world – when, in fact, we have a lot of work to do right here in our own country. The American Dream should be everyone’s dream. For all the prosperity and freedom – there is also economic slavery and some people have little hope of changing their lives for the better – even in the Country that offers the best chance for that!