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November 08, 2004
Third & Independence!
Well, I survived the weekend. For those of you who didn't know, we took a road trip to my friends' wedding in North Carolina. The Outer Banks to be exact. A really pretty area that I would love to return to someday, if given the opportunity. The weather was beautiful, the wedding was beautiful... the travelling... not so much. There was much drama in picking up our friend Rona in Washington D.C. on the way down to North Carolina... let me explain...
Rona was visiting some friends in Washington D.C. and we were picking her up on the way to the wedding. Ann had coordinated with Rona to pick her up at the Native American Museum, or something along those lines. Well, apparently, there are more than one Native American Museum's in Washington D.C. Also apparently, D.C. is a bad place to be on a Friday afternoon, although this wasn't much of a surprise. So, we are driving around D.C., no map, heading to the wrong museum, hoping desperately to find her...somewhere in the city. Imagine us, if you will, spotting the Capitol building, spotting the Washington Monument, knowing we somehow needed to get there, but not really knowing how. So, I called my dad. He lived in D.C. long ago, and he had a map. So, after stopping to ask some non-English speaking construction workers for directions, taking direction from my dad over the cell phone, talking to Rona, who kept moving from one intersection to the next, we finally found her at Third and Independence, which is RIGHT across from the Capitol. Good times, good times.
So, moving on from there, or barely moving, as the case may be, we found our way past the Pentagon (very cool, by the way, and I quote Stacey "Hey what's that big Pentagon shaped building over there?") onto 95 south, and inched our way, about 2 miles an hour out of D.C. There's just something about Virginia and their highways and travelling on Fridays on your way to North Carolina that isn't a good thing. I would know. We made it to North Carolina by about 11:30pm, in time to go to sleep in our cute little hotel, the Island Guesthouse. Fun.
The Wedding was beautiful. The Church was beautiful. The programs were beautiful. Everyone in the wedding was beautiful. The reception was at the Elizabethan Gardens and THEY were beautiful. It was just a great, great event. I'm so happy for Stray and Melody! I'm so excited for them to get back to Lancaster! Our drive home, which came immediately after the cutting of the cake at the reception was fairly uneventful, just really, REALLY long. We dropped Rona off in Georgetown, this time we got to see the Iwo Jima memorial. That was cool. We made our way home by 10:30pm. Whew!
Up on Sunday morning for the Jeremy Camp concert. Crazy, crazy weekend, people. A long, long day. Full of wedding program assemblage, hazer discussions, fraudulent check writers, and lots and lots of coffee. I'm glad the weekend is over. I'm sleepy. I'm leaving work early today to try and get some stuff accomplished. I'm not sure if that will happen or not, but I'm going to give it my best shot.
Our battle cry is THIRD AND INDEPENDENCE! And if that doesn't mean anything to you, that's ok, because it doesn't really mean anything anyway! Peace out, YO!
Posted by karen at November 8, 2004 12:59 PM
Comments
I've always wanted to drive in Georgetown on a Saturday Night.
Posted by: Fred at November 9, 2004 09:15 AM