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My Adventure To The Capital

Hello hello again!

Well since I mentioned it in the post the other day I decided, why not tell you folks about my trip to DC?

Key things to know before we enter this journey:

  • The possibility of this trip was the main reason I signed up for the Honors Program. We have trips every summer and winter session to different places but every 3-4 years they venture to D.C. and the FBI training headquarters at Quantico.
  • I will give as detailed of a story as I can, whether the details matter or not. Keep in mind this trip happened over a month ago though so little things and conversations might have slipped away.
  • This is the longest it’s taken me to write a blog post (over several days) cause I am lazy and this is a lengthy story. In fact, it took so long that the draft page automatically went back to the classic version of the website, which I prefer much more.
  • If you haven’t heard me tell this story yet then I expect you to read and absorb every last letter of these 9600+ words. If I told you the story already, you can skip this post because you already know what happens and it is my longest post to date.
  • I probably should hide the identity of my fellow friends, but I wont. Especially since we all have the most basic of basic names.
  • Speaking of my friends they are:
    • Alex, Anna, Chris, and Dan. All except for Anna were in my Honors English class the past two semester, she is/was a junior but we’re friends with her and she was roomed with Alex in the hotel so she tagged along on most of our adventures. Dan, Anna, and I were the only ones of this group that also went on the winter trip to some dude ranch for a two day, one night trip. There will be a few other names mentioned as well, but everyone has such ordinary names that I again don’t care about making up fake aliases for each of them.


I get to school around 7:20ish in the morning and drop my bag off in the Honors lounge and go to get myself a BLT. On my way out I see Alex coming into the building and she was waiting for someone else who was going on the trip so we shouted hello despite being 20 feet away and I let them be. After getting my sandwich (The guy at the deli joked saying he put extra mayo on it when I asked for no mayo, I almost flipped) I went back to the lounge to grab my stuff and joined everyone who had already arrived in the main atrium. We were told we were boarding the bus and leaving by 8 on the dot, which of course didn’t happen. Alex, Anna, and I were standing around joking with some other girls who were on the trip (N.B. there were only like 7 dudes and 30 something females on the trip) and of course, just when I decide to start walking to the bathroom the woman in charge of the program and one of our chaperones says we are going on the bus now. So we get on the bus. I sit in the front with Dan and Chris and somehow, for the entire trip (except on two occasions for brief periods of time), the three of us managed to not have to sit next to anybody. The head of the Honors Program was going over some mandatory stuffs on a loudspeaker when suddenly she stopped and asked “Who are you?” and all heads on the bus turned backwards to face some chick who was standing up in her seat. She replied, with laughter, “I think I am on the wrong bus. I’m not going to DC.” We laughed, she seemed fine and got off the bus and removed her bag from the storage area underneath then continued on her way. The lady in charge (look, I’ll reveal all my friends secrets but I’ll spare the two chaperones so deal with it) continued with her list of procedures and precautions, all mandatory shiz. At some point we all had to be assigned numbers to do a countoff for whenever we ventured back onto the bus or into a new area to make sure we didn’t lose anyone. Dan and Chris both told me I had to remember their numbers for them but thankfully after the second count off they knew where they were. Finally, once all these procedures were dealt with, we were off!

Chris, Dan, and I chatted for a bit until we got to the end of the Holland Tunnel then they decided to go to sleep. I read a book (To Hell And Back by Audie Murphy, anyone interested in WW2 should read it if you haven’t already).  Before we left we were given our room assignments and I was put in a room with three people I didn’t know. Apparently there were a few girls who wanted to swap into different rooms so I gave up my spot there and moved into a room with three other girls that I did not know. At some point one of the other girls who I am acquaintances with asked the two chaperones if we could play Silence Of The Lambs on the bus’s TV. I had read the book but I never saw the movie. Since I was in the second row of the bus I had a bad view of the TV in front of me but in Dan’s row there was a TV so Chris, and just woke up, and I moved to the empty row behind Dan and we watched the movie. At some point Dan briefly woke up from his nap and I saw through the space between the chairs that he was confused as to where his friends were until he looked back and I waved. Then he went back to sleep. Not too much later we had to pause the movie to take a pit stop on the side of the highway at one of those pit stop stations with lots of eateries. I was finally able to use the bathroom and I then got myself an ice cream cone. Most other people got Starbucks or real food. When it was time to head back to the bus, it wasn’t there. Apparently it had to fill up on gas so everyone waited outside until it came back. When we were back on the bus we finished the movie and Chris and I went back to our normal seats. I think he took another nap and I read a bit more before I got distracted by the window and stared off into the outdoors while day dreaming. The girl who put on the movie and I started talking at some point because she is a fan of the Avatar: The Last Airbender series and its sequel series. We chatted about it and other TV shows/movies until we pulled up to the hotel. I woke Dan up at this point and Chris was already awake and we got off the bus. We migrated into the hotel lobby and found our room assignments and roommates. I had three nice girls, all of them are older than me and it seemed like they all already knew a little bit about each other so I was happy when Chris texted that he and Dan wanted me to come to their room. The two dickheads guys lucked out in that 1. Their only other roommate, Tom, was willing to sleep on the chairs or the floor of the room so none of them had to share a bed and 2. they had a fridge in their room that they didn’t even use during the trip. Alex and Anna eventually showed up to the room also, just as we were heading out to explore the hotel before we were going to our first stop: The Smithsonian. We found the hotel gym and Anna showed us that she could use the Lat-Pull at the heaviest weight. We also found the pool and a dining area with pool tables. Then it was time to head to the Smithsonian.

We got there at 3pm and the lady in charge of us nerdy delinquents told us to visit the museums that were in the area for the next three hours and meet back at the drop off spot. Either Chris or Dan immediately decided that we were going to do the flight simulators at the Air and Space museum so we found it on a map and we headed over there (it was just the guys, me and Alex. Anna went with a different group of people). When we got to the museum Dan saw some kids wearing helmets that said NASA on the side and wanted one but wasn’t too disappointed later when he found out that his head was too big for them. Once we were inside the museum the four of us were ready with phones (or in my case, an actual digital camera cause I have DinoTech) and taking tons of photos of the replicas of air crafts that were on display. We found the flight simulators with no problem and got online. Alex and I went together in one while the guys went into another. Before we go into the actual simulator we were giving instructions on how to “fly” the thing. Since I was driving I had to listen to that part but the lady didn’t do a good job at explaining which of the handles went to which controls. This resulted in Me and Alex being upside down for a majority of the ride (and her screaming her head off at me about how much she hates me) cause I couldn’t figure out how the hell to flip us right-side-up. She was in control of the “gun” but because of my amazing driving skills only managed to shot one enemy plane. When we met up with the guys after their simulation ended they tried to play it off as if they shot 15 planes but eventually cracked and said they also only got one. We then spent the next three hours in that one museum, touching everything whether we were allowed to or not and making jokes about different things. When it was winding towards the end and we had visited every exhibit in the museum we went to the gift shop. As we were wandering around the gift shop at some point I walked past a little kid with a lightsaber who almost slammed it into my legs. I said “Don’t do that” as emotionlessly as I could and continued walking while the little shit kid just smirked and looked at me and my friends laughed cause they knew I am not a fan of children. I ended up getting a hat that looks like the old WW2 pilot helmets. Dan, Chris, and I all also go freeze-dried space food. As we were leaving we heard from those around us that it was pouring outside. When we got to the exit we didn’t know what to do so the three us ate our astronaut food by the door (I had an ice-cream sandwich that tasted like Count Chocula cereal) then we decided we had to suffer the elements and we left the building. Luckily when we got outside it was no longer raining. Just a drizzle if that. We walked back to the bus seemingly dry until Dan decided to jump in a puddle and splash us.

We got back to the hotel and found out that there was a circular bus that, for one dollar, will take you into town from the hotel. So the four of us, Anna, and another girl named Sarah (never met her before but she was rooming with Alex and Anna so she invited herself along) took the bus. Everyone else in the group decided they wanted to try some exotic foods so I was stuck with having to try something new for once. We passed by a Thai and Sushi restaurant and almost everyone was intrigued by that but they decided to stay on the bus and see what else was around. We ended up driving by an Indian restaurant and everyone suddenly changed their minds to that and figured we’d have Thai and sushi the next day. So we get off the bus and I realize there is no way I am having burgers at this point so I prepare myself for the worst. We were the only ones in the restaurant when we entered and the food came pretty quickly. I got Chicken Madras which was tasty, but I wasn’t used to spicy foods so I appreciated the bus boy refilling my water every few minutes. The girl Sarah who tagged along apparently thinks that BBQ sauce is too spicy so she did not have a fun time and barely touched her food after the first bite. I suggested for her to have some of the white rice that was on the table but she doesn’t like pasta or rice. I didn’t bother trying to help after that. Towards the end of our meal another large party of people came in and were seated next to us. One of the people at their table held a toast to someone else for graduating from grad school and everyone at my table clapped along with them because that’s goals right there. They didn’t seem to mind at all that we shared in that moment of celebration. Finally, it is time to leave. We walk out the door and there is a torrential downpour going on. The employees tell us that it should pass in like 15 minutes so the six of us stayed huddled underneath the awning trying to figure out what they hell we’re gonna do. Anna ran out to find where the bus stop was but she slipped and almost fell so she came back. A few minutes later we see the bus that we need so Alex, Dan, Chris, and I start booking after the bus but sadly we miss it. We continue running because at this point we are really wet and just wanna get back to the hotel. We had a system of run a couple of blocks and then huddle underneath an awning or in the doorway of a store (most of them were closed at this point). We ended up running past the block we had to turn on (we actually huddled under an awning at the corner of the block without realizing it, mainly cause we were watching a motorcyclist trying to make his way through a very large puddle in the street) and it wasn’t until Dan took out his phone and used the GPS that we found out we had gone too far. When we were running back we made it to the corner again and Dan almost goes across the street to the right when we had to make a left and I yell at him to tell him he is going the wrong way. We continue the pattern of run a few blocks and then huddle but at this point it is of no use, we are all drenched. I was glad my shirt wasn’t completely white. Except for at the beginning when I actually had my glasses on my face which resulted in water splashing into my eyes, I was leading the pack in the runs. At some point I even stated “This is the worst mile I ever ran” to which I got angry replies (everyone in this group is athletic of some sort or at least goes to the gym regularly but they don’t run XC). At some point when we were huddled underneath an awning we see a bus driving up the street and realize that it is the bus we need. I run across the street, right infront of the bus as it was about to pull out of the bus stop, and we get on. After I paid my dollar I turn to start walking towards the back and I see Anna and Sarah are already on the bus and they are nowhere near as wet as we are. When the bus goes by the hotel it turns out none of them realized we had to push the stop request button so I do so and we get off at the next stop only to find that it is no longer raining. When we get inside the hotel we plan to meet up in the guys room once we are all dry. I walk to my room that was all the way at the end of the hall only to find that my keycard doesn’t work and none of my roommates are inside. So I go back down to the lobby and have them fix the issue and I also but myself a newspaper to use to dry my sneakers. I get back up to my room and it still takes a bunch of tries but I finally get the door open. I use the blow-dryer in the bathroom to dry out my sneakers and my hair. I then change into pajamas, stuff my sneakers with newspaper and grab a bunch of stuff to bring to the guys room. When I get there I give Chris the rest of the newspaper and he puts it inside his and Dan’s shoes since Dan was showering at this point. With me I also had a bag of KitKats, a deck of cards, Cards Against Humanity, and my electronic devices that actually allowed me to access the internet (cause I have a flipphone). The others got to the room after Dan got out of the shower and we watched American Ninja Warrior for a bit before playing Cards Against Humanity. Sarah didn’t want to play but we made her and at first she was complaining until she went on a winning streak. Anyone who has played this game knows the crazy things that come out and since all of us are twisted we had some great results. After the game ended we watched some more TV until it was a few minutes until 11:30, which was the time we had to be in our respective rooms for room checks. When I got to my room we had one of the chaperons come almost right away and then the four of us were left to do whatever. I told them about my day and when I got to Cards Against Humanity they were interested in playing, I think I was the only one of them who had played before. We played until one in the morning and decided it was time to go to sleep because we had to be out of the hotel at 7:45 in the morning the next day to go to Quantico.


I am unable to sleep, especially on vacation, so I got maybe three hours that night before I woke up at 5:30. I took a shower and what I thought was a good spot on the floor to put my pajamas was actually a really bad idea because they got soaking wet since the floor became a puddle whenever one of us showered. I hung them up to dry and hoped for the best. As I was getting ready I texted the guys, threatening that if neither of them texted back by 7 I would go to their room and wake them up. Chris must have woken up, responded, and gone back to sleep but then Dan texted saying he was about to go to Starbucks cause he need coffee to survive so I tagged along. When we got back to his room Chris was just waking up for real at this point and Tom was almost dressed. As Chris got ready Dan realized that he paid $5 for basically an egg mcmuffin while Chris only ate two KitKats. I had a protein bar and a blueberry scone. Then it was time to venture to the bus and we were off to Quantico. The guys again took a nap so I was left with just looking out the window and talking to the chaperons (the joys of sitting at the front of the bus). At some point we pulled up to a toll booth looking area, more like an ID inspecting checkpoint and there was this guy in full military outfit with a bigass gun so I woke Dan (who loves guns) so he could see it. Turns out our bus driver went the wrong way so they let us make a U turn and leave. When we actually did get to Quantico we had to go through more security checks and while we were waiting for someone to come back with our IDs we watched this truck with cargo pull up and be inspected by a dog. All of us were secretly hoping that the dog would find drugs/explosives/stowaways just so we could see the FBI people in action but there was none of that. Now I am not sure how much, if at all, I am allowed to tell of the tour we had of Quantico so I will say it was a three hour tour (cue the Gulliver’s Island theme song) and we may or may not all have gotten lung cancer from one of the buildings we entered. The forensic science people on the trip were disappointed that they didn’t get to see they labs. When we were driving back to the hotel I spotted a used book store only a couple blocks away from the hotel. When we got back in the hotel we tried getting on the elevators, they were pretty crowded, and eventually we got on. Squished like sardines were me, my group, one of my roommates and some other people who were staying at the hotel. Dan decides to say “Should we take this time to talk about our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ?” The random vacationers didn’t find his joke as funny as the rest of us did.

Alex, Dan, Chris, Anna, and I decided that we would go to lunch in about an hour cause the guys wanted to take another nap. In my hotel room I found that my pajamas were still soaked but I saw that my hotel room had an ironing board and an iron so I asked my roommates if that would dry my clothes or not and they said it would. I spent that entire hour hunched over my pajama shirt (I bought FBI sweatpants at the giftshop in Quantico so I didn’t worry about my pants) thinking of a sexist joke about how I finally became a woman since I ironed for the first time while my roommates sat there having an in depth discussion about feminism. I met up with my group in the lobby and we walked to find lunch. We chose to eat at a Johnny Rockets and I was happy to finally get a burger (but sadly the waitress thought that I didn’t want pickles when in fact that was one of the only things I DID want). As we were walking back to the hotel I mentioned the used book store I spotted and the girls wanted to go there but the guys wanted to go back to the hotel to play pool or actually go in the pool (we found out they did neither, they took yet another nap). So Alex, Anna, and I find the used bookstore and see that it’s in a basement of some house basically and we joked that I was leading us to our deaths (and at that very moment I almost fell down the stairs, ensuring even more laughter). Inside the used bookstore was B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L. I was almost overwhelmed with the amount of books to choose from. I ended up getting seven books (sadly though, one book that I found in the music section called Symphony: A How-to Manuel which I assumed was about how to write a symphony was infact about a computer software program with that name so I only got six books I actually wanted), Alex got one and Anna, although she saw a few that interested her, didn’t get any. We went back to the hotel and I grabbed the book I was already reading and went to their room to chill until it was time for our next adventure.

We got on the bus and headed out to see the Lincoln and the Martin Luther King JR. memorials. Alex sat next to me on the bus and we talked about the Macaulay Quidditch team cause she is a member on it. When we got to the memorials Dan was disappointed to find out that the stairs of the Lincoln Memorial were not the ones that Rocky ran up in the movie but he still sang The Eye Of The Tiger while mounting each step. When we were finally at the top of the steps, and when the chaperons finally finished making us take group photos, I told Alex that she should climb into Lincoln’s lap and tell him what she wants for Christmas (momentarily forgetting that she is Jewish). Not even a few minutes later one of the other guys on the trip, Nick, walked over to us and said we should all sit on Lincoln’s lap and tell him what we want for Christmas so obviously I wasn’t the only one with that joke. My main group of five stood around in a cluster for a bit talking or just staring into nothingness (I was doing more of the latter) before we decided to descend the stairs and wait for the meet up time that we were giving where we’d all migrate to the next memorial. We saw a large group of Asian tourists getting together to take a group photo infront of the reflecting pool and I said that one of us should photobomb them. Dan almost did but for whatever reason decided not to. We sat on a bench by the stairs for a while before we realized we had no idea where everyone else went. We walked to the base of the stairs and saw that almost everyone was already gather there and we were one of the last sets of people to join them. Once we did we walked over to the Martin Luther King JR memorial. Again we were given some time to walk around and observe but my group just stood by the lake that was there and watched the jumping fish. I almost didn’t even see the giant Martin Luther King JR cutout in stone and would have missed out on the entire reason why we were there in the first place (Note- I had no idea where we were at this point but I saw lots of quotes on walls that I didn’t bother to read. To me it just looked like we were at a faux Stonehenge). Then we headed back to the hotel and this night we had no curfew, which was a risky move on the chaperon’s parts but luckily as honors students we know how not to be delinquents when necessary. My group gathered together and decided to go to dinner.

We waited for the bus for a while and when we finally got on it we were planning (or rather everyone else was, I was just silently brooding) on going to the Thai and Sushi place we found the previous day. On the bus ride Anna was saying that her seat was uncomfortably warm so I offered to switch with her. The exhaust of the bus or something else having to deal with making cars warm (I know nothing about mechanics) must have been right under or next to this seat because within less than a minute I felt the heat Anna was talking to and I jokenly said “At least I’m finally hot now” and Alex chimed in “Yeah you got a hot ass” which received even more laughs. (Another note that doesn’t really matter but I’ll mention anyways- I was the only one in this group of five that is not attracted to females). When we got down to where the restaurant was we decided (to my pleasure) to stay on the bus for longer just to see what else was around, Dan even suggested taking it all the way around because it was a circular bus route. We eventually decided to get off and when we realized we were on Pennsylvania Avenue Dan (for like the rest of the night he basically dictated everything we did) suggested that we walk to the White House, despite the fact that his mom texted him earlier in the day about a bomb threat or something that happened there. Anna tried to convince us it was a bad idea but in my hopes of not having to try raw fish I said we should do it and luckily the bus stop we got off at had a map of the area so we saw that we weren’t too far so we set off.

It took us about two to three blocks before we walked by a building that had a waterfall wall infront of it. Chris and I raced to the building to see who could touch the waterfall first (I believe I won). Like the idiots we are, almost all five of us were having a grand old time placing our hands and faces on the wall to see how it felt. When we had enough of that we walked another few feet to some cool looking floor fountain that spewed water into a large puddle area so we stared playing with the water spewers. Dan seemed to have fun getting the rest of us as wet as he could and he almost even took a drink of it before deciding that floor water probably wouldn’t taste that good. When we started to walk away from the building and on with our adventure I noticed that the building was for the International Monetary Fund, which was something that Dan and I had read about in our history class back in the fall semester. I pointed it out to him and he said “oh yeah, those guys were dicks.” I suggested we run in and yell that at them but we just continued walking. On our adventure a recurring theme was jaywalking, making fun of the ridiculously long countdowns for the cross walks (They started at like 80 seconds when here in NYC the most they’ll give you at the busiest of corners is 25), and almost getting hit by cars because we’re too used to the traffic in Manhattan. As we got closer to the building Dan told us a joke he heard from somewhere that it is illegal to say you are going to kill the pres. (abbreviating incase the CIA are scanning the interwebs for that quote, don’t want my blog getting destroyed and me getting water-boarded at Guantanamo bay) and he kept messing with us as if he was gonna shout those words as loud as possible. Alex got pissed at him for telling us this because she said that she is very impulsive so for the rest of the night I would ask her “what is it illegal to say?” When we finally got to the White House it was too late to go on any tours but we were able to take photos. Since it was dark out my camera that my mom lent me didn’t get too good of quality photos, which resulted in everyone else making fun of my for my lack of modern technology. While we were there we saw two Secret Service Police officers (not like high profile, suit and tie with ear piece peoples, just cops who are part of that branch of law enforcement there) and Dan wanted to talk to them about requirements to getting a job with them. Turns out all we needed was to be 21 or older so Dan and I said “See you in three years” in unison. As we walked away from them Dan decided that now we should walk to the Capital Building. Again, Anna tried to talk us out of it but we marched on. Apparently it is a 2 mile journey from the White House to the Capital Building. At some point before we left the general area of the White House I spotted a dude who looked like the chem prof that I had so I pointed him out to Chris who took the same class I did except in the spring semester. He then told me he got an A- in it so I called him an ass or something of that sort. I honestly cannot remember every moment of this venture but I do know there was a lots of roasting of each other, talks of going to a bar despite the fact that they all forgot their fake IDs (and I lack one), and more jaywalking/almost getting hit by cars. At some point we passed by a building that had the FBI emblem on the outside so we all took a photo of it. The flash on my camera almost ruined mine so Alex said “Don’t worry Michelle, we’ll fax it to you.” Along the walk we realized we were hungry but all the restaurants we passed looked well out of our price range so we ignored the grumbles of our stomachs. At another point we passed by a newspaper printing press building that had the front cover of a newspaper from each of the 50 states. Since they were laid out in alphabetical order Dan started to sing the song The 50 States In Rhyme and I picked up from where he left off. I walked passed each of the newspapers, not really reading or caring about them and once I got to the end I decided to sit down in a bench nearby. Anna and Chris joined me while Alex and Dan continued to look at the newspapers. Before we set off to continue on our journey we spotted a homeless man who seemed to appear out of nowhere, hidden behind the building. He was just chilling and not doing anyone harm but we weren’t expecting to see anybody there. When we finally got to the Capital Building it was 9:30ish at night so obviously most of it was closed off and all I got was one really crappy photo. We decided to take a short break sitting down outside of the building to figure out what to do now. We figured we didn’t want to walk all the way back the way we came to get to the hotel so Anna used her phone’s GPS to find a bus stop nearby.  As we walked to the bus stop we passed by was sort of looked like a drinking water fountain that was just spewing out water on the side of the building. All of us were in need of water so we didn’t care about possible arsenic poisoning, which I joked about as we walked away. We got to the bus stop and sat on the ground because our legs were shot. All of us were hungry at this point and Dan spotted two policemen across the street. All of us except for Anna walked over to them to ask if they knew of any places nearby that were still open where we could eat (It was 9:50pm and unlike NYC, things close hella early there in DC). The police men told us to walk up four blocks and there should be some places to eat around there. We called Anna over and started walking uphill. About two blocks in we pass by a bus stop and I was continuing forward with the guys but Alex and Anna pointed out that at this time buses only come every half an hour. We turn around and see the bus we need is stopping there so we run back to the bus stop and I again run infront of the bus to make sure it doesn’t drive away. When we get on the bus we didn’t realize that this one took more than a dollar, $1.75 to be exact, to get on so Dan and I put our dollars in and walked to the first spot we saw with space while the others were left there trying to figure out what was wrong. While we were on the bus some lady helped Dan and I pull down the seat (we were standing in the area where seats move up if someone is in a wheelchair) and we were able to sit down. Anna finds out using her GPS that it will take us over an hour to get back to the hotel. Dan suggests that we get off and get a taxi, which we all agreed on. We got off the bus and stood the bus stop for a little bit before we realized that no taxis were coming around here at that time of night. We were in, as we called but who knows if it is accurate or not, the ghetto. The bus stop we got off at was fancy and when we pushed a button it told us, in both English and Spanish, how far away the next bus for each of the buses that stopped there was. We spotted a Chinese food place across the street and even though I am not fond of Chinese food I was too hungry to care so we walked over there only to see that this place was really sketchy. It had no seats, we didn’t see anybody inside, it was brightly lite and just purely white, the counter was blocked by what looked to be pexiglass windows. We decided not to go inside. Then someone suggested we call a cab so they looked up the numbers for local taxi services and Dan called. We gave them our location and everything only to find out that four people were the maximum amount to be picked up. When Dan asked if we could just lie and say that there were four of us the person on the phone told him that the phone call was being recorded so that stopped that plan. I could have easily fit in the trunk, squeezed in between them or even sat on somebody’s lap (doubt any of them would have minded especially since I am not even 100 pounds) but we were left lost and confused. We decided that we should get back on the bus and of course when we turn around there is the bus we need, across the street. So for the third and final time of this trip I run in front of the bus to stop it from driving away. The guys and I get on and again only pay a dollar each, leaving Anna and Alex to figure out that the price is actually higher. Luckily, this was a different bus that took a more direct route to the hotel so our ride was less than the originally expected hour. On the journey back Alex’s phone has a step counter thing and told us that we walked over 13 miles in total that day. The others were trying to figure out what we were going to do for food. Apparently they had spotted an Irish bar nearby the hotel earlier and considered that and Anna called some other place asking if they deliver but they had no idea what she was asking. I was just so tired and I was sitting in the frontmost row alone so I just stared at nothing, contributing very little to the conversation. When we were almost at the hotel we spotted a pizzeria across the street that was still open so we got off and went there. It was a very small place so we ordered our food to go. Once we left and were starting to walk towards the hotel I saw a bus drive by in the opposite direction and recognized someone sitting in the front, turns out it was the first bus we were on.

When we got into the hotel we were planning on eating near the pool tables in the dining hall. We walked to the dining hall only to find that it was closed. We almost went in, but I pointed out the security camera so we chose to eat in the guy’s hotel room. Alex got blue cheese with whatever it was that she ordered but she gave it to Dan. He read out loud that the label on the blue cheese said “Made in College Point, NY” and I said “That’s where my high school is” he told me that he was just about to ask if any of us knew where that was. That was when I realized I was the only one in the group from NYC (Chris is from Long Island, Dan upstate, Alex California, and Anna, who was currently not in the room, is from Connecticut) so I told them that College Point is also where West Nile Virus originated in America. After that I opened the box that had my two slices of pizza and I was shocked. The two slices were big enough to be about the size of half a pizza together. Alex and Chris got a whole pie together and their slices were normal sized so I have no idea why I got giant pizza but somehow I finished it (it took a while). While we were eating I ran to my room to get my iPod charger so that I could go on Facebook and Twitter. As I was running down the hall to the elevator I saw Tom and said that I’d be right back in his room in a minute so he left the door open on that hinge thingy that hotel doors have to make it so you don’t have to swipe the card to enter. When I got to my room my roommates were there with a bunch of other people from the trip and they were sitting on the floor playing Cards Against Humanity. I had no problem with it and just said to make sure my cards are organized when they finish. When I was going back to the guy’s room I saw Nick (see paragraph with the Lincoln Memorial) going into his room and he said he would come into the guy’s room in a few minutes.

When Nick came into the room we gave him a brief overview of what happened to us that night and he had a story to tell. Earlier in the day he was at the pool and apparently one of the lifeguards was a hot Ukrainian chick so he got her number and they met up when she got off work. They walked to her apartment, four miles away in Virginia, and he said they were having a good conversation. At her apartment her roommate showed up who, according to Nick, was just as hot. They wanted to go get beers at 7-11. While they were walking to the store that they would talk in Ukrainian, look at him and giggle and keep talking to each other and he thought he was in. When they got back to the apartment he claimed that there was no more blood in his head and he was thinking of dead puppies to try to control himself. At the door of her apartment the lifeguard gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, told him goodnight and closed the door in his face. He had to use his phone’s GPS to walk four miles back to DC alone with no reward. He did have a pocket knife which he said he took out at some point when a guy was giving him the creeps and that managed to be the only issue he had walking back, well besides losing his dignity I assume. I asked him if he needed a hug, realizing only later that a hug was probably the last thing he needed after what she did to him. Then the rest of them started talking about past conquests in the bedroom and I was left on the floor scrolling through Meninist’s most recent tweets on Twitter since I haven’t even kissed a guy yet. Eventually Alex joined me on the floor to charge her phone and someone turned the TV onto one of the more recent X-Men movies. Alex eventually moved onto Dan’s bed and they scrolled through their phones looking at pictures of chicks while the rest of us quietly watched the movie or continued scrolling through social media. I moved away from the fridge that I was sitting next to and inbetween the two bed on the floor so I could actually see what was going on in the movie. Chris eventually threw down a pillow (still pronounced pallow by me for my long time readers). At around one in the morning the girls decided that we should go to our respective rooms and all of us get sleep, Alex was already dozing off and I think the guys wanted us out anyways. Dan leaves to room to go to the vending machine to get a snack and we all say good night and walk in our separate ways. When I got to my room the Cards Against Humanity party was just finishing up and a few of the people told me that they loved the game so I informed them they could buy it on Amazon. My roommates showered and around two in the morning all of us we in our beds, scrolling through social media waiting to fall asleep.

Wednesday (holy shit I thought I’d never get here)

I woke up at 7:30ish because I still had to shower and pack my clothes. This time I made sure nothing was on the floor when I was showering. We had until 10:30 to get ready to be on the bus so everyone else in the room was still asleep. I didn’t want to wake them by using the hair dryer so I got myself ready and left the room as quietly as I could to go outside and get myself breakfast. When I got to the lobby of the hotel I saw James, a forensic science senior who just graduated and who tutored the freshmen in the honors program studying forensic science. He was waiting for a friend and they were going to get breakfast so I tagged along. We got to a bagel place but I got myself a fruit salad instead. Walking back they both said how disappointed they were that they didn’t get to see the labs at Quantico since they both were science majors. We ate in the lobby of the hotel and once I finished I told them I had to go pack my stuff and that I’d see them later. When I got to my room my roommates were slowly shuffling out of bed and getting ready for the last day of the trip. I packed my bag and once we were all done we inspected the room to make sure that nobody left anything behind. When I got down the lobby I realized just how bad the used book store was cause my bag was extremely heavy. I sat down on the lobby floor next to Nick and some other people. Nick mentioned that he was really sore and needed a Tylenol. Apparently he went to the hotel gym when he woke up. I said to him “Nick, after the night you just had, why would you go to the gym?” His response was “Suns out, guns out baby.” Eventually Chris and Dan came down and I walked over to them and told them how bad of an idea the used bookstore was, they asked why and when I let them feel my bag Dan exclaimed that it was heavier than I am. Once I was able to, I walked out with a group onto the the bus and I just threw my bag into the bag compartment. On the bus I saw that there was a bag on the seats where Dan was sitting the entire time so I moved it back one hoping the owner of the bag wouldn’t realize because I knew he nor I nor Chris wanted to give up our record of not sitting next to anybody on this trip. Turns out that the bag was from two of my roommates. As it got closer to 10:30 almost everyone was on the bus. I was looking out the window and I saw the girl Sarah walking towards the bag compartment and then I saw the guys running to the bus, mainly so she wouldn’t take their seats. Once everybody was on we headed out for our last stop before home, the Supreme Court.

Out of everything on this trip I was least excited for the Supreme Court visit but at the point I was still so tired and dehydrated from the day before to care. Our bus driver had to drop us off at some bus depot that had a bunch of stores and eatery places. We walked from there to the Supreme Court building. Once we were inside one of the first things I noticed was a giant painting of John Jay. We had to wait around in a lobby for a while and then, after walking in a circle, we found out where a seating room was that was showing this film about the history of the supreme court. Alex, Dan, Chris, and I sat in the very back and I tried to close my eyes to see if I could fall asleep, didn’t work. At some point I cracked my back, neck, and, shoulder for possibly the first time on the trip and Alex who was sitting next to me said something along the lines of “holy shit.” I told her how during the semester in our English class I would always annoy two of our other friends (who weren’t on the trip because they were stuck at school taking the worst possible summer chemistry class ever) that sat next to me by cracking all those joints in class. When the film finally ended we got up and walked to some other part of the building where we had to quietly wait to enter the courtroom where business goes down in the Supreme Court. This dude was giving us an extra insight to what the movie didn’t tell us and I was sitting next to Alex bored out of my mind. When that finally ended we headed to the gift shop but before we got there I saw the bust of a formed Chief Justice of the Supreme Court that had the same last name as one of my friends. Since this dude was mentioned a bunch of times in the I pointed it out to them and they took a picture. At the gift shop I didn’t want to get anything because I spent a bunch of money on stuff in the FBI gift shop and at the bookstore. Dan’s entire mission for this trip was apparently to get a replica of the Bill Of Rights so he could highlight the second amendment (AKA to him as the only one that matters). I found one for him in the poster section. Then Chris and I started hitting each other with this toy gavels. We also saw a book or game called “How to become a lawyer” and I joked saying we should get it for one of our other friends who wasn’t on the trip because he wants to be a lawyer. Finally it was time to head out and we walked back to the bus drop off station. On the way there we passed by a police car that had its hood slightly open. Dan tapped on the window to inform the cop of it and he said that the car overheats.

At the bus station we had about an hour to get lunch and such before we were off. Alex, Anna, and I desperately had to use the bathroom so our group walked around until we found a map that showed us where they were. As we were going down the stairs of this station to get to the restrooms Chris and I started belting out singing as many patriotic songs as we could think of. Anna asked us if we were hold that in for the whole trip and we told her that we were planning on annoying everyone on the bus with them but forgot about it. After fluid waste needs were met we started to look around for what to eat. The others spotted a Japanese food place and I honestly didn’t feel like trying it so I went to the vendor right next it where Tom and a few other people were standing and I got myself a nice “healthy” lunch of Tacobell. I was the last one to sit down at the table and start eating out of my group because I couldn’t figure out where the hell they were. After we finished eating we joked that Dan should get a tramp stamp of the second amendment among other things. Anna was swiping through Tinder and since I was sitting next to her I was judging the guys that showed up along with her. As it gets closer to the time that we needed to head back to the meeting spot we leave our table and start walking. At the meeting spot we were waiting around for the head chaperon to get a call from the bus driver that he was there. My little group saw Tom and his friends attempting to take pictures on a film camera that printed the photo out right away. They were having trouble getting everyone in the photo and it was funny to watch. After a few attempts they gave up and Tom decided he wanted to get Starbucks. A couple minutes after he left the chaperon who was waiting for the bus driver was starting to tell us what we were gonna do from that point and at the end of her spiel we were gonna have another count off to make sure everybody was there. I saw Tom on-line at Starbucks and tried to wave him over but he lifted up his cup either to show he didn’t get his drink yet or he was paying, I’m not sure. When we started the count off we got up to 5 and then had to stop cause he was still on-line. Then he finally ran over towards us and his friends told him to say his number so he shouted six and we were able to move on. Once we got back to the bus Dan and Chris took their seats and their final naps of the trip. The girl who had The Silence Of The Lambs said she found an FYE at the bus station and got a couple more movies so they put on the prequel. I just listened to music and read the rest of To Hell And Back. At some point the head chaperon walked towards the back of the bus to do something and she saw that Dan was sleeping with his hoodie over his head and she looked at me to laugh. When we got somewhere in Jersey we made a pit stop nearby the place we made a pit stop on the way down. It turns out Nick lived nearby there so instead of having to go all the way into The City just to take a train back home we got off and he had his dad pick him up. When we got back on the bus we drove the rest of the way back to school smoothly. The head chaperon gave us some instructions that we had to write a review about the trip so they knew how to improve on it and other trips for next time. I had to relay this information to Chris and Dan when they woke up from their naps. Once we got back to school we got off the bus and stood around trying to get our bags from the bag compartment. Alex wasn’t happy to find out that her bus back to Philly (she had an internship there over the summer) left at 8pm and it was already 8:10, Dan was attempting to get in contact with his mom who was picking him up, and I went over to James to say good-bye to him since he graduated and I wasn’t gonna see him again and he was cool. He told me that he was gonna work as a lab tech at the college but then remembered that I switched out of science and tried to tell me to take a lab course (fuck no). Once Dan figured out where his mom was Chris, Alex, and I said good-bye to him and the three of us walked to the subway station. When I tried to swipe my Metrocard at the turnstile I dropped it so I had to somehow pick it up while carrying my giant and overweight bag, I hit my head on the turnstile as I stood up. Chris and Alex had to take a different train than I did so when mine came I bid them farewell and I was on my way. Mom picked me up and I got home relatively fine.

And that my friends was my trip to DC

Your friend,
And traveling buddy


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