D.C. Metro Memories—Enjoy While I’m Away
So. Next week, I’m gone again. Unfortunately, it’s not a vacation I’m taking with IP, but the destination isn’t too terrible. See that banner picture up top? I’m going somewhere similar again. The travel is brutal and the work is exhausting, but there is a crystal clear beach at the end of the day, so I really can’t complain (but ask my introverted self how I’m doing next Thursday afternoon, and you’ll probably get a growl that’s somewhere between “Leave me the fuck alone” and “I wanna go home already.”).
While you may see some updates here and there, I can’t promise anything. I’ll be without a phone for at least three days thanks to no access, but I may be forced to bring along a computer (since I refuse to use my personal stuff for work anymore ever since they broke my DVD drive and refused to pay for it).
Given the above over-explanation, guess what? You get more greatest hits from the Sonnet 87 archives starting Monday! Since the honeymoon series was about pre-D.C. me, this one is about D.C. me. Specifically, me and my adventures on Metro. Be it commuters or Metro itself, the commute to and from work always provides ample material for the blog. Because I’m gone for a week and a day, you guys get six flashback posts, you lucky dawgs.
I’m focusing on material that’s lesser known (i.e., never made D.C. Blogs or the Express when the Express actually paid attention to local bloggers), but what I consider amusing commuting episodes I’ve had over the years in D.C. Shining moments include the antics of commuters and tourists after coming home from a weekend in Michigan to Metro employees messing up Silver Spring’s name. Good times.
Ah, Metro. Will you ever learn?
Enjoy!
