I ventured out at lunch today since it was so warm outside and I missed my tanning opportunity at good ol’ Casa del Sol last night because every girl in DC decided its time to break out the skirts and tank tops and the Casper look doesn’t fare well with that. I tool the Red from Farragut North to Cleveland Park. Low and behold a “small group” of tourists got off the train, and like every good tourist does, didn’t stand to the right on the escalator and stopped at the top of the elevator because they didn’t know where they were going. (Imagine that- HA)I maneuvered myself around them and escaped to the second escalator (which is pretty long and steep) before I ended up being stuck again for a 5 minute ride up the world’s slowest moving stairway. I made it out in record timing granted I had “touristas” in my way.
I walked over to the tanning salon for what I like to refer to “the best 8 minutes of my day” and scorched myself (not literally) and then headed back to work.
On my return trip, it was a madhouse. Had I had to deal with all the children that were arriving then I may have just started screaming out loud. My first encounter down the long escalator was a hoard of children literally taking up more than half the escalator with hardly any parental supervision. All the “RICHIES” must have gathered the rugrats together and hired two nannies to watch the brats during spring break. (Tip: there are other places to go than the zoo, which are more educational, considering the zoo just isn’t what it used to be when I was little). This whole thing was somewhat overwhelming until my head shaking was interrupted by the mother yelling “HABIB, hold on to the handle, HOLD ON TO THE HANDLE!” “We will all have a safer ride if you just hold on to the handle, HABIB!” Um, yeah, little “HABIB” was not listening. Now I am not a parent but had I not listened to my mother when I was “HABIB’s” age she would have risked her own life and whipped her Dr. Scholl’s sandal off and beaten my ass. (Somewhere down the line she realized this was better than a wooden spoon and more portable as well)
Ah….alas – DC in the springtime. Thank you TRIPADVISOR for naming DC as one of the TOP 10 Vacation spots of the week.
~S~
2 comments:
Another "joy" of living/working here - those lovely touristas. :) I think I spotted Habib's American twin on the Mall today - he was kicking rocks on me as I ran, WITH HIS PARENTS LOOKING ON. WTF, indeed.
I swear, if I have to fight to get on another freakin' train from metro center through the damn tourists, I'm going to have a fit! And yeah, that walk left/stand right thing needs to become the official moto of the metro with sings ALL over the place! I might be forced to push a few people down the escalator if they don't cut it out!
Can you tell tourists piss me off?!? :)
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