Getting to Georgetown

After a museum too many in Washington DC I thought it best to pop my tourist bubble and try my luck with Georgetown. Sitting outside the city center in Washington DC, Georgetown is a world unto itself. Isolated not only by topography, residents rallied against any subway connections, making a trek into Georgetown tricky for the average tourist. I thought I was so clever when I said… Hey, why not walk? It was only three miles there and three miles back. That combined with the two mile self-guided walking tour I had planned, well, that’s only eight miles! No big deal, right?!

I couldn’t have been more wrong and for the following reasons:

1. This was following a fabulous night consisting of approximately three hours of sleep due to my sickly diseased bunk mate back at the hostel. Every time I almost drifted off, there she was hacking up her lungs again.

2. Those mere three hours of sleep constituted my only sleep in over 60 hours.

3. I was wearing $2 flip flops. No explanation necessary.

4. It was nearing 80 degrees. Which is not usually enough to make me complain, but based on reasons 1 through 3, it definitely was a factor.

5. I was hungry, but what else is new.

So, by the time I actually made it to Georgetown, I was about ready to keel over from sheer exhaustion. But did I give up that easily? No, absolutely not. I quickly rehydrated, ate, and gave my feet a rest before heading back out on the street ready to conquer my walking tour.

I didn’t get very far. My intentions were good, but my body was just not responding to my mind. I made it around several blocks of ivy clad brick buildings before I gave up. Sometimes you just have to know when to say enough is enough.

I wasn’t about to leave without getting a fair share of photos though and slowly but surely I made my way back around the neighborhood to a place where I could rest my weary feet before making the three mile walk back.

Yes, I actually walked all the way back because I am too cheap to pay for a taxi. If anything good came of the day it was that I acquired two valuable lessons: Invest in better walking shoes and learn the art of hitchhiking.