On Saturday after the events of New York Comic Con ended Joey invited us out with his friends to eat and explore the town and Kimmie invited us out to eat and explore the town and we told them both we were too exhausted. Instead, we had dinner at a natural food market, walked 5 minutes down the street to take some photos, and then went back to the hotel room to go to bed. It was perfection.
I think Jellybean stayed up to play video games and read or something but it’s the same idea, we were in NYC for a weekend and had multiple resources (available couches) if we didn’t make it back to the hotel room, but instead of going out and seeing the city and exploring all night, both of us wanted to be in the bed. I can’t think of anyone else I know who would have willfully chosen the hotel over a night out, even my parents would have at least gone out to dinner with their friends and then dipped out early.
So there’s that.
Something about it made me realize why I don’t have anything to say for my city. I mean, I do. I really do. I love DC. But much of what I can tell you, you get from a Smithsonian guide to the museums. Air & Space is so cool and make sure you get a shuttle bus out to Dulles because the fucking Discovery space shuttle is there. Also the Museum of Natural History has this enormous squid thing which is really cool to look at, and the Library of Congress always has a ridiculously long line so make sure you see everything you want to see the first time so you never have to go again.
When I travel to other cities, I like to exist as I am in those other cities. I don’t see much importance in visiting the sights or going to certain restaurants. I don’t believe in “must-sees.” I’m not missing anything in my life just because I didn’t eat a cheesesteak in Philadelphia (I’m a vegetarian anyway). I’m not dying to go back to Chicago so I can see that bean thing that everyone in the Universe makes sure they get a selfie from. I treasure the experience I had in Portland: I went to a house show, wandered the streets alone for hours, and ate donuts.
In DC, I do much the same. I don’t eat at restaurants very often, it’s too expensive. Want a recommendation? Chipotle is pretty okay. Don’t take a tour — I’ve never taken a tour on my own, only when my parents were still in charge of my life. The only nugget of information I remember was in London when we passed the first double-sided clock. I still remember what that clock looks like. I don’t remember the castles or historical buildings or even Buckingham Palace where we had to stand and watch the changing of the guard because that’s definitely more interesting than sitting by the water and feeling the breeze hit your face while you eavesdrop. Instead, walk around and experience the city in your own way, don’t worry about directions or time tables. The museums all close at 7:30, I recommend you go to at least two of them.
I don’t have a list of recommendations. When I visit people, they have a brochure ready for me: all they’re missing is professional printing and options for booking reservations. When people visit me, I get anxiety because I don’t want to be a tour guide, I don’t know anything. Let’s wander around and experience something that’s new for both of us.