I have 3 acquaintances who visited DC in the last 3-8 years:
Now, driving is -we’re repeatedly told…so much that I believe it’s auto-fuel lobbying to brainwash the proles
the national pastime.
-you thought it was baseball
But to drive into not only a large American city but a capital city, is to me, the hillbilly who’d rather ride a mule? Mental.
These 3 all bitched about driving, unexpected road / street rules, tolls, parking fees and finding parking at all. Only one had anything nice to say about her entire trip and that was: ‘I got to take pictures of everything!’
I’m hoping that somebody else was at the wheel, at the time, but I used to drive the truck from the passenger seat when The Duchess took curlers out of her hair in St. Louis when I was too short to reach the pedals. -hence steering from the passenger side
Where was I?
Oh. I hate to drive, which is quite the lark considering I drive across 3 counties, twice a day.
I shall be using DC’s Metro while there. Or that’s my plan. I have the taxi backup plan in my mind wherever I go (that has fairly-ready cabs) but haven’t needed one since we missed the last bus back in ’94.
I mentioned to AussieEmJay that back then, or at least where I was in France, you couldn’t pay by credit card–barely had enough cash that night and it would’ve been a long, cold, dark, 7 mile hike. I’m guessing they’ve got all that up to date, so I should be fine, so long as I’m not driving!