Overall, I'm loving DC from being able to see the sun most days to reveling in free concerts at Kennedy Center and the National Cathedral to the beauty and history everywhere. But, I think living on Vashon for most of the past nearly 8 years has made me move to a a slower beat. I crave quiet, calm and nature. The community where we live is as close to that as I think you can get and still be in the city. I find that the morning routine of driving the less than 2 miles to Sophie's school, then the mile or so back towards home to Xavier's school and finally driving around in circles to find a place to park to take the subway and the reverse in the evenings (made more complicated by needing to find a place to park at each school in the evenings) leaves me feeling practically assaulted. The defensive driving skills I learned in Ghana are coming in handy. The sirens, lights and the fact that it feels like yelling is the major form of communication is dizzying for me. I sometimes find myself paralyzed int he midst of it all. By the time I get home in the evenings, I want to hide away in our quiet apartment and sit in silence. Not something that happens very often with 2 kids and a hyper dog who all have so much to share about their days. Today, Xavier, Rosie I walked in the woods near our house. The area is a ravine with a creek running through it and I felt like I could breathe. Xavier delighted in the mud, sticks and rocks and Rosie was in heaven being able to dip herself in the water. I almost forgot I was in DC - until the police helicopter flew overhead! We will all find our little pieces of the island quiet we love wherever we can!
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