arrival.

so apparently becoming a cab driver doesn't necessarily require one to be familiar with the city in which one is taxiing people around. but after an hour and a half flight, a cab ride that involved me using my own GPS to direct the cab driver to my destination, and a rickety elevator i made it to my apartment with 100 lbs of clothes in hand. the congressional is a cool old apartment building turned into dorm style living for interns. Leanna (my roommate) and i's apartment is a little lacking compared to everyone else's but we're not too disappointed; looking out the window by our beds and seeing the capital lit up at night makes up for any thing we may be lacking. we're still working on getting our kitchen appliances (like the fridge and...oh wait that's all) to stop blowing the fuse on the right side of our room but we hope to soon have a fully powered apartment and ice cubes that are actually frozen. here's to efficiency apartments and new adventures.