DC livin'

I live in DC. Sometimes I think I can't possibly live here, because it's so far from where I was just a few months ago. I moved to DC at the end of May and I'll be here until August 2015, and it's all part of my grad program, which is a little crazy, but awesome all at the same time. AND I'm working at National Geographic (again). It's great, my place is pretty great, and there's always something happening in this city.

Getting here was an adventure though. When I moved to San Marcos I thought that I was going to be there for at least two or three years before I had to move again. I didn't even plan on changing addresses- something I had been doing every four to six months for three years. And then my adviser told me otherwise, and I said OK- to DC! So I made plans to store my big furniture and the little things I wouldn't need in DC, sold the furniture I didn't particularly care about and/or could replace easily and cheaply, and took everything else to goodwill. I found a furnished place in DC, figured out the car situation, and made some plans. I got to spend about five days with my family in northwest Tennessee, then five more days in Knoxville with my bro and some very good, very dear people whom I don't get to see nearly often enough, then continued on to DC. 

So now I've been here for just over eight weeks, and I'm loving it. I've done some exploring, most of the monuments and major (read: free) museums, Georgetown, and the area directly around my place. I've finally bought the camera I've been lusting over and I've been trying out my very amatur photography skills. I was able to go to Potlatch again (another post) and to Jersey for my first Wildwood beach tournament (hopefully another post), as well as a trip to Memphis for NCGE and some family time on Hornbeak, TN (that's right, there's a place that my family goes called Hornbeak- we're not even pretending to be white trash, we just straight up are). It's been a good time so far, and I'm starting to get excited about fall and everything else that's coming.

It's funny because I'm nearing the one year countdown to when I have to go back to Texas, and I'm as happy as I've been in a long time. With the countdown happening it reminds me to live life here to the fullest, to continue exploring the city and try to get to the parts of the mid-Atlantic and Northeast the I've never been to and probably won't have another chance to visit. To continue to live a vagabond life, and live it to the fullest.

Happy vagabond-ing :)