After saying Good Bye to my cousin in Texas, I left Dallas at 4 am which was so early for me to fly to Washington D.C., the capital of United State of America. I was really dead to the World on the plane the coldness from the winter outside didn’t help me stay awake. I struggled to open my eyes once the plane arrived in Boston, Massachusetts. I was half-awake walking to Terminal 3 for a flight to Washington D.C. in 30 minutes. My luck, the Terminal is connected to each other otherwise, I could have missed the flight.
After picking up my luggage from the belt, I walked out and looked around with the question “Where am I?” Then a text from my old classmate alerted, “Where are you?” and yes I definitely replied “I don’t know” It didn’t help her to find me exactly where I was. After trying to communicate the location, she got me finally.
Actually, she lives in Maryland but works in Washington D.C. She will just drop me at the hotel then I will make a tour myself. I was told about the Metro Station stop but totally forgot once I got there. Then an exciting blindfold journey began. I only remembered the station where I departed so I will have to find the way back there and get a cap home. Sound fun!
It was my first time in Washington D.C. and also my first winter in the U.S.A, I shouldered my backpack which contained my MacBook and DSLR camera (I really had no idea why didn’t I leave the laptop in the hotel), it was very heavy. Although I wore winter gears except for earmuff, it couldn’t make me feel much warmer, my nose tip, fingertip was frozen and I couldn’t feel my ears! I had a difficult time taking photos with my camera, I needed to take off my gloves and focus on the object while my hands were shaking with a cold breeze. I tried so hard but I didn’t take many good photos and low temperature there made everything looked grey.
The first thing spotted my sight was Washington Monument, the white large tall stone which I used to see on TV. I thought “Oh dear, it is here in front of me”
I looked around finding a way to walk with no destination, just walked. A red bus passed by me while I was waiting for a green light to cross the road. An open roof bus for sightseeing. Sound interesting but it’s required booking and I didn’t have one.
Strolling by the Smithsonian Castle, observed sparse snow on the ground. The far side was the Lincoln Memorial which is fascinating for visitors, the other side was the White House but they were so far by walk. My tiredness, fatigue stopped me from walking, I saw the White House ahead but my legs didn’t move. I was only walk to the nearby place “Smithsonian Institution; Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden”
Later evening the sky became dark, and I will need to go back home. Being alone in the place which you arrived just the first day at the first time visit is amazing and also dangerous, I rather quickly get a train.
After a while, I recalled my good memory helping me getting the right station and line, I reached the station I had departed earlier but in the opposite exit. 🙁 Actually, I didn’t notice until the chauffeur told me but he said no worries, I will get you home. I doubled the fare for tips. He smiled and I was happy.
At the end of the day, I stumbled on the bed and slept like a baby again.