Since I already discussed the excessive heat and humidity from this weekend, I will refrain from mentioning it in this post.
The weekend officially started at Friday night services at the DC JCC (Jewish Community Center) with DC Minyan. This marked my second appearance at DC Minyan services, and both have been very enjoyable. Despite the relative strangeness that is DC Minyan (separate seating without a Mechitza), I was glad to be back in a religious/spiritual environment. For those of you who don't know, I try to attend weekly Shabbat services as often as possible to reinforce my connections to Judaism, prayer, spirituality, and God. Having not been at services for at least three weeks now, I was in need of some spiritualism in my life, so I dragged my friend Rachel to Dupont Circle to join me. The service itself was incredible. The acoustics of the room were such that the sound filled the area, wrapping around every person. I was surrounded by what I had been missing for so long, and it couldn't have felt better.
Saturday (the hottest day...ever?) came and I had plans to go with Alexis to Virginia. Moving slowly and running late (as usual), I sprinted to the Metro in an attempt to catch the bus that would take us toward Dulles Airport where we would be picked up by Alexis' family. Sweating profusely and having difficulty breathing upon my late arrival at the Metro, Alexis was not a happy camper. Two Virginia-bound trains had come and gone while she waited for me, and the next one wasn't scheduled to arrive for nine minutes. The only problem: our bus was supposed to arrive at Rosslyn station at the SAME TIME our train was supposed to arrive at Foggy Bottom. How were we ever going to make it on time? After waiting for what seemed like an eternity, our train came. We arrived at Rosslyn a few moments later and ran up the never-ending escalator. I continued out to the street to find our bus just pulling in to the station. With my sweat everywhere (it wasn't much cooler in Virginia) and Alexis experiencing heat/athletic-induced asthma, we made it onto the bus (somehow in one piece) and even found seats. Within a half-hour, we arrived at the bus station where Alexis' mom, brother, sister, and dog picked us up. Fortunately, the rest of the evening ran smoothly.
Today, Alexis and I woke up bright and early in preparation for our three-hour drive to Philadelphia. The impetus for the trip: Phillies vs. Rockies (Alexis' baseball team) at beautiful Citizens Bank Park. Even though rain interrupted the game and forced us to drive home earlier than we had hoped, we had a great time in the car and at the stadium (unfortunately the Rockies lost). It may be a little shameful that I have been on the East Coast for almost a week and a half now and I've seen a baseball game in Philadelphia but not in DC; however, I plan to change this disturbing fact ASAP.
Anyway, I must be getting to bed now as I have a 7 AM bus to catch in the morning. That's right: I'm headed to New York City for 30 hours! I'll be busing there in the morning, and returning Tuesday afternoon/evening. The whole reason behind the short journey: my friend Leah will be leaving for Israel on Sunday, and I won't see her until January, so I thought I would pay her a visit in Westchester :)
Peace, love, and happiness.
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