I woke up early and researched and found a Catholic church to attend. Mass was at noon so I had plenty of time to get there, and for once I didn't get lost during the trip! St. Patricks was a smaller church, but nice on the inside.
The priest was really captivating and I was thinking, sweet! I could totally listen to this guy every Sunday. Turns out, he accepted another position and this was his last weekend at the church. Go figure.
After church, I was going to head to the zoo, but the skies looked ominous, and I really didn't want to get stuck in another rain storm. It would've been my fourth one I believe since I moved to D.C. and that's all because umbrella's are for the birds. Well not really, but that's my story and I'm stickin to it.
I was going to check out the Spy Museum, but of course that cost money, which is something that is at a premium for me right now, but I do get paid on Friday! Holla Holla! Instead I went tot he National Portrait Gallery. I immediately found the presidential section which housed all of the painting portraits of the presidents.(Try saying that five times fast) It's interesting to see the progression and depending on the time the portrait was done (in terms of the presidents stay in office) there were distinct differences in the faces from the amount of stress each president endured.
| Credit to the National Portrait Gallery website |
There were some really nice paintings of early America before it became industrialized, monopolized, and urbanized and let me tell you, it was quite the picturesque terrain. I was never big on art museums for a couple of reasons. The first being that, to put it bluntly, I suck at art. I can't color, can't draw, can't paint, sculpt, you name it, I am not artistically gifted. It gets frustrating at times. The other reason is that each artist usually has an underlying message to the piece and I'm not able to pick up what he or she is trying to convey. Maybe it's because I haven't been formally trained, I'm not sure. I like to take things at face value and not over analyze them. Maybe the artist just wanted to paint a picture of the woods, but usually it entails greater meaning.
Despite this fact, it was still really impressive work, again something I could never do, and neat to look at for an afternoon. After, I was texting a friend and asked where a good place to eat was and she hooked me up with Fuddruckers. This burger place is legit. They have crazy awesome burgers and you could've gotten specialty ones like buffalo, boar, and elk, but I decided to go with simply a half pound with bleu cheese, grilled onions and mushrooms, and all the fixins( yes, even another tomato). It was so juicy and the bun slightly grilled and so warm! Ugh, delicious! I stayed an extra 10 minutes after I was done because I was so full I had to let the food digest.
I then walked around Chinatown for a little to burn off some of the calories I just inhaled and I really enjoyed that walk because I was one of the tallest people on the street. Ego booster. Like I need it right!?
Good day, easy and relaxing weekend, and tomorrow starts week three of training at City Year. Can't wait!

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