I had big plans for the evening - visiting an apartment for a friend who's soon to be in DC, then promptly getting back to my suburban paradise and walking to Safeway for some groceries before it got dark. I successfully visited the apartment and enjoyed the view on my way over so much that I even took a picture. I guess I did a pretty bad job with the photo, but basically, there were lots of trees and water.
I decided it might be easier to go to a Safeway in the city (6 mins away from where I was) and then just ride the metro back home rather than going to the one that's 15 mins away from home. My brilliant plan was derailed slightly when I realized the red line doesn't intersect the blue line in the direction that I was going, so I had to modify my travel plans slightly. No big deal - I just rode to the equivalent of Boston's Downtown Crossing, which serves 3 different lines. In my subway car, there was a pack of bros wearing nothing but pastel and seersucker, two of whom performed a simultaneous pull-up and chest bump maneuver off the upper metal handlebar. I transferred onto what I thought was the blue line, but it turned out that it wasn't. Long story short, I spent awhile trying to get back home and thinking about the amount of bacterial pathogens the raw meat from my grocery shopping trip must have been accumulating. However, all is well that ends well. I'm home safe and planning to eradicate the bacteria in my housemates' triple-coated aluminum cookware tomorrow.
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