I went to d.c. with david yesterday to find and take pictures of a certain "castle" for his movie and find other possible shooting locations. we were going to d.c. so I wore a cute top and trusty flip flops that were comfortable and had never let me down. it turned out to be quite a different day than I expected. we walked probably four miles in the atrocious heat and humidity of a virginia day. I climbed over stinging nettles and fox scat and traversed steep gravelly inclines with difficulty. I got blisters. I sweated buckets. I tried very hard not to complain. I hope david wasn't too annoyed. but it was a pretty miserable day. the saddest thing is that I debated whether or not to wear my keens that morning and decided NOT to. stupid. then, we were finally back at rosslyn to catch the metro and we found a mcdonald's where I was going to get ice cream! the most wonderful and refreshing thing imaginable. we walked in and I asked for vanilla in a cup. the cashier closed his eyes. my brain was at zero functioning capacity, so I had no idea what that could possibly mean. I repeated myself. he looked at me through his metro chic white frame glasses and told me that some "she" had just broken the ice cream machine. I just about dissolved into the floor. so. note to self. do not wear cute things to d.c. wear functional cute things. and never count on mcdonalds. they will fail you.
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