I made it! The drive out of DC today was delayed by a group of pink wearing marithoners that wanted to go everywhere that I wanted to go ... or more acuraley, everywhere my GPS was directing me to go to get out of the city. But once onto the Hwy the trip was quick, but took a toll on my pocket book ;)
Do non-engineers get excited about driving under the harbor? With the toll booth being near the entrance it felt like a ride at the carniville. Crossing the bridge into the city proper I felt this huge wave of accomplishment and joy for setting my own personal goal and then following through with it. I'm looking forward to echos of that same type of experience in the years ahead.
Even without having to look out the window there is a feeling of the mass of the city surrounding me. I'm not sure what that feeling means to me exactly, but I'm curious.
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