I love this city. I love the energy, the fact that I can walk places, the sheer grandeur of the buildings - as if they had no limits. Soaring ceilings? Why not. Banks of marble steps? What the heck. It's a great place to watch people - young women in the latest styles and impossibly high heels (how many times have I fallen over my own feet in this city, only to see my briefcase contents spread over the sidewalk?) Young men in ties, even at 9:00 at night. And the many, many colors of people - brown, black, white, Asian, soldiers, government workers, pierced, with strollers, with bicycles. The 40+ papers you can get out of the banks of machines at every Metro stop. The sight of the Capitol at night - it's beautiful. Even on a Wednesday, sidewalk tables are full of laughing people. Some places I recognize - the Dubliner will be here forever - and others are new. It's the kind of place that makes you want to go places, if only to be a participant in the flow of motion, endless motion, that is this city.
This was a difficult place to live, but it's a wonderful place to visit.
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