Tomorrow, I'm heading out to Washington, DC to visit my best friend,
annikusrex. Boy, the last time I was in DC was back in 2006, when I attended a meeting of the International Union for the Study of Social Insects. On that trip, I traveled with a group of male graduate students I refer to as The Social Insect Boys, and we were fortunate to have a chance to stay at my cousin's house, close to the Capitol Building. Thing was, the Social Insect Boys were interested in completely different things than I was interested in, so every morning we would have a brief period of consultation, where they'd say, "We want to go do this!" and I'd say, "Well, I want to go do that!" and then I'd just go my own way by myself. Not a big deal, really. A person notices more when not trying to juggle social interactions and observations.
The photos from that last trip, in the album above, summarize the experience pretty nicely (though I wish the file for that spider sculpture weren't corrupted; I'd fix it except I have to dig out an old hard drive to do so). I got to check out a lot of great stuff, and I was especially grateful to have a chance to revisit the Hirshhorn Museum, and a first chance to visit the National Museum of the American Indian. Also enjoyable - watching a flamenco dance and later listening to jazz while drinking sangrias in the sculpture garden with my friend KY.
Where will we go this time? I don't know. I'm going to bring along a sketchbook, because I mostly just want to hang out in a big city, feeling that big-city energy. Maybe I'll draw the posterior of the elephant in the Natural History Museum again. Perhaps it's a strange ambition, but I get easily overwhelmed when going to enormous cities that draw thousands of tourists to hundreds of attractions. Whenever I stand in front of a monument or gravestone, trying to feel something, I usually don't. Big lists of Things You Must Do and giant museums stuffed full of artefacts make me tired.
Instead, I like to walk around and stumble across things - small parks, bookstores, coffeeshops. I have no doubt that we'll wind up doing such things on this trip.
Of course, in the meantime, there's too much to do. I need a couple of extra days still to get caught up on house projects. Those just have to languish for a couple more weeks.
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The photos from that last trip, in the album above, summarize the experience pretty nicely (though I wish the file for that spider sculpture weren't corrupted; I'd fix it except I have to dig out an old hard drive to do so). I got to check out a lot of great stuff, and I was especially grateful to have a chance to revisit the Hirshhorn Museum, and a first chance to visit the National Museum of the American Indian. Also enjoyable - watching a flamenco dance and later listening to jazz while drinking sangrias in the sculpture garden with my friend KY.
Where will we go this time? I don't know. I'm going to bring along a sketchbook, because I mostly just want to hang out in a big city, feeling that big-city energy. Maybe I'll draw the posterior of the elephant in the Natural History Museum again. Perhaps it's a strange ambition, but I get easily overwhelmed when going to enormous cities that draw thousands of tourists to hundreds of attractions. Whenever I stand in front of a monument or gravestone, trying to feel something, I usually don't. Big lists of Things You Must Do and giant museums stuffed full of artefacts make me tired.
Instead, I like to walk around and stumble across things - small parks, bookstores, coffeeshops. I have no doubt that we'll wind up doing such things on this trip.
Of course, in the meantime, there's too much to do. I need a couple of extra days still to get caught up on house projects. Those just have to languish for a couple more weeks.