The Metro

Traveling via metro is always an adventure...or at least that is how I am choosing to look at it.

An expensive adventure.

Before moving out here, I did a bit o'research and thought that there was a discount for students when it came to the metro...apparently it is for students under the age of 18.

Nuts.

However, since I educate children 18 and younger, shouldn't it apply to me?

Inside a metro station

Didn't think so.

Ah well. You live and you learn. And make mistakes, oh so many mistakes...but that is a post for another day.

Anyway, traveling by metro and bus is nothing new to me. For most of my high school years I took the bus to get to school and out of all my family, I have probably rode trax more than all of them combined. So I was confident when I moved here that there would at least be one thing I was able to do.

And overall, it has gone fairly well. I have learned that the cars can get extraordinarily  crowded at certain times. I am sure it is worse in the summer due to the flow of tourism. But so far, it's been good.

Of course, there are always unique and special people on can encounter on public transportation. But that is what makes it an adventure. I can get pretty much anywhere I want in DC using the metro and then walking. I expect to have calves of steel by the end of my time here!

All the metro stations have handy-dandy signs telling you where you are...which actually mean nothing if you don't know the area...thank heavens for maps. 

That's what my hair looks like on a good day. As soon as I even remotely hint at sweating, it gets so wavy and curly...I'm trying to embrace it.

A very empty car.

The reflection from the window. 

I think the trick to enjoying riding the metro is to find the beauty around you. 

I think I am succeeding so far.