A month ago, I packed up a small suitcase and took a train from Penn Station, NYC to Union Station in Washington D.C. An organization called Teens Dream sent me to attend a ceremony honoring the winners of their annual short film contest and I was beyond excited to hit the streets of the capitol.
Lets talk about the train ride for a moment, shall we? Ever since I was a little kid, movies like “The Lion The Witch And The Wardrobe” and “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” gave me the unquenchable urge to take a trip by train. My expectations may have been a tad over poetic, but none the less, it was almost as magical as the movies. I boarded the train early Friday morning with a coffee in one hand and a camera in the other. I walked down the aisle of seats until I found the perfect window spot. for the next three hours, I could be seen editing and taking photos of my food and seating situation… The usual. On the way back, I switched things up and sat in the cafe car across from a guy who had a cool job and a name I can’t remember.
I spent my last 12 hours exploring the city with only my camera and a backpack. I hopped in an uber from capitol hill and took it over to The Hirshhorn Museum. The number of Uber drivers I met on this trip was incredible. One even gave me a whole speech on why I should chase my dreams and I left that car feeling inspired as heck. From there, I wandered. How much of a city can you see in 12 hours? Well, quite a bit if you can keep up that NYC stride and have some sense of direction. Also, I would love to talk about the weather even though our relationship is way past that sort of small talk. The weather was flawless. Imagine what would happen if pumpkin spice went to the beach and flew a kite. That is how I would describe the weather that day, and you can interpret it however you would like.
I believe one finds oneself the most when they are wandering a city they have never been to without any company. A lack of company can often be the best company. When you are alone, you call all the shots. and if you feel like going to three coffee shops in one day, there is no one there to hold you back. On another note, literally nothing is more empowering than hailing a taxi from the side of the road. It was me and roughly a million tourists on the side of the road looking for a ride. The quantity demanded vs the quantity supplied was quite extreme and it looked like no one was going anywhere anytime soon, but I dedicated myself. I put on my determined New Yorker face and powerfully raised my hand above the street. No joke, within 5 seconds, I had a ride. I hopped into my chariot feeling like Elle Woods simply winning at life.
I made a film of the day because of course I would do that. As someone who is a strong believer in documentation, and a complete nostalgic, I find nothing more comforting than rewatching old films I have made of people I adore and place i’ve explored. I hope you enjoy and please note that the white house and capital are two different buildings… it’s okay, it is an easy mistake to make. Not that I would know or anything.