District of Columbia
Adventures in Cabbing
13/06/08 11:36
DC is very hot this
week — it was 97 degrees F when I landed on Monday,
and yesterday was much hotter. And very humid. On
landing, I needed to get to my B & B quickly
and decided to opt for a cab. Taxis are a little
out of favor in the climate change world,
especially in cities with a decent mass transit
system like DC. But I didn’t see an alternative.
Popping out of the terminal, I took the first cab
in line. The small man in the front seat turned to
me and said in a thick accent, Hello. Where are you
going? Seventeenth and Lanier, near Adams-Morgan, I
said. Where’s that? I leaned back, suddenly very
hot and very tired.
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The 32-Year DC Zoo Review
11/06/08 04:35
I can remember 1976
vividly. I was eight, it was the country’s
bicentennial, and my family took a big driving trip
from Texas to Washington, DC, that summer in our
new Toyota wagon.
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