>I went for a walk

>and took my camera. What enthralls me most about my new neighborhood is the diversity I encounter from block to block. I’ll show you what I mean:


I leave my house and encounter autumn. I love to see how my neighbors decorate their front porches. (Ours is currently full of bikes and cigarette butts. I didn’t take a picture).

As I head south on 14th street, I breathe a sigh of relief. I now know that if I ever feel like my casual alcohol consumption starts to become a concern, there is a support system right down the road! Now all I have to do is learn Spanish, develop a drinking problem, and I’m all set. And after I go to alcoholicos anonimos, I can buy a fresh mango from Maria. Mmm!

I’ve been eying this eatery since I moved here, yet I still haven’t walked inside. Gloria’s seems to be calling my name though, and I’m not exactly sure why. Maybe it’s just that those hole-in-the-wall places are usually the most delicious.

Wait? What’s this? Gloria’s is two blocks behind me and I encounter some kinda cool, kinda cheesy geysers. And whats in the background? Oh, a mall. I can go to Target AND work out in the same complex!

No need to panic, I can keep walking and contemplate hopping on the metro. Once underground, I can literally go anywhere: southeast to hang with the crack addicts, downtown to hang with Obama, or directly west to hang with elephants and monkeys (aka go to the zoo). Instead, I keep walking, read up on some cultural facts of Columbia Heights, and continue south.

I know where I’m going. As much as I love a city atmosphere, I need my green. Thankfully, I find my sanctuary:


I sit at the park for awhile, get my nature fix, and head back home. Actually, thats a lie. I go to Target. I buy coffee , juice and body wash. Then I see a group of business men listen to an executive guy speak right in front of Five Guys. I laugh. Then I go home.

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About Laura

marketing director at Possible. formerly at Greatist. Still running, finding zen, and searching for the perfect bloody mary.

Posted on October 13, 2010, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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