Washington D.C. and Week One in Philly

The weekend before school started, my friends and I took a day trip to Washington D.C. to see the Allen Ginsberg exhibition. We found out there was a massive rally being put on that day at teh reflection pond. As we pulled into town, we just happened to find ourselves driving one street parallel with the counter march. We went to the National Gallery, saw the wonderful photographs taken by Ginsberg, depicting personal and frozen moments with such geniuses as William S. Burroughs, Jack Kerouac, Gregory Corso and so many more. We decided that since we were in the nations capitol, we would stick around and be straightup tourists. So we did the whole drive by the capitol building, stare at the White House in hopes of an Obama sighting, pretend to stroke the Washington Monument, take pictures of it reflecting off the pond, blabla bla bla. It was good for me, I hadn't been there and done the tourist thing since I was a kid. One of our mates had a killer toothache which climaxed in hell one our way home. We had to stop at a random dive bar off the highway so he could take a shot of whiskey. I don't think it helped.