Showing posts with label metro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label metro. Show all posts

Monday, January 19, 2009

First week as a DC resident!

So many good and fun things going on. Just to name a few....
  1. Moved from home into wonderful group house in NW DC
  2. Reveled in the fact that my alertness and general demeanor has improved because of a shorter commute.
  3. Made new friends
  4. Spent an 1.5 hrs in the grocery store going through every aisle
  5. Cooked/baked lasagna, breakfast for one of the housemates, banana bread, cream of broccoli soup
  6. Ate lots of cake and had a magnificent birthday with friends and a date
  7. Went to Attitude Exact art gallery's 20 yr anniversary black tie celebration
  8. Stood for over 3 hours with millions of others at the Inauguration Concert Sunday to witness history and proudly welcome our president-elect to his new home . Take a look at the album below.

Inauguration Concert "We Are One"

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Yes we can and yes we DID!


A good number of slogans are cheered around during any campaign. I haven't been around long, but in what I've heard, I've never seen a slogan as substantial and promising as Barack Obama's "YES WE CAN". At first I thought it was very catchy and easy to remember, but I soon realized there is true power behind those three little words. The slogan is weighty yet promises freedom from burden; it's deep but lifts us out of the depths of doubt and fear; it includes everyone but reaches individuals in a very personal way.

The chant took on a whole new meaning when Obama was elected by the American people to be our President, marking the achievement of many firsts, not the least of which is becoming the first African American president. All that affirmation and encouragement yielded real results! We can claim, along with Obama, that yes, we DID! By we I'm referring not just to Obama and to everyone in his campaign team, but also to every American supporter, volunteer, and the those in the world who took a chance by turning away from fearful driven campaigning and instead looked in the direction where each wants to walk - that is choosing a different, higher model before them to inform the future. I'm even referring to the McCain-Palin campaign and supporters who so gracefully conceded defeat on Tuesday night.

This will go down as one of those "where were you when...?" moments in history. At 10pm I'd just finished playing volleyball in Dupont area. I rushed myself down to the metro. I hopped off the White Flint metro and raced across the street to the Bethesda North Marriott Conference Center where the Montgomery County democrats were hosting a party. My heart starting beating faster as I walked into screams and cheers. Florida had just been announced as going for Obama.

This story is likely similar to many others. The room was packed with people of all ages and races, most sporting their colorful and creative Obama paraphernalia. 10 seconds to 11pm (when California was to close its polls), everyone started counting down, just like new years, but this time there was much more to celebrate than the turning of a page on a calendar. Cliche, yes, but it was to be one of the biggest page turners in modern history - the election of black president. 11pm and we all went wild. I've never been a part of anything else like it. Tears streaming down all our faces, hugs with friends and strangers. Jumping up and down. Screaming. Lots of screaming with joy and relief. Called my brother in Brooklyn but neither of us could hear the other because of the wave of elation that swept over the crowds where we were.

What came as the biggest surprise to me in this moment was the sense of pride that was flooded through me in an irresistible way. WOW - This is the America I identify with. This is the America I believe in. This is the America I'll work hard and sacrifice for. This is the America that I can celebrate openly without hesitation or shame.

Without a doubt America needs all of us to do all those things to pick ourselves up. A leader is necessary, yes, but aware and engaged participants have to be right there with him ready to act, but also to be extremely patient. Real change, to borrow a phrase from Obama, isn't going to come in the next few months, year, or maybe not even in this first term, especially not because of a change in president. Look at what the majority of Americans just did with this election. If we can do that with so many odds against the win at the start, just think of the possibilities.

Friday, June 13, 2008

Good morning metro


My commute from Rockville to Dupont Circle took an hour instead of 30 minutes this morning. Apparently there was a power outage at Metro Center and that of course affects the entire Red Line. We finally get to Dupont the whole tunnel is dark, save a few emergency lights, and b/c the power is out I can't swipe my card to exit. I exited a metro station through a handicapped stall after someone else and I found the next morning that my SmartTrip card wasn't recognized when I swiped it. so money wasn't taken off the card. In order to enter the metro station that morning I had to request the station manager reset my card. What's going to happen tonight if the power is back on and everyone heads back home? Is there going to be a traffic jam line to get the station manager's to fix the cards?

(photo by erika and petra)

Another result of this power outage is that the escalator turned into massive stairs. As some know, Dupont Station is deep underground and it's escalators seem an eternity away from daylight and fresh air. I usually walk up the escalator when it's moving and it gets the blood flowing and wakes me up. But man, today was a challenge. I'm proud to say that I made it up the entire height without stopping for once. Thank you, legs! What about the disabled commuters? No power means no elevators. What impact did this have on their morning?


Thursday, June 12, 2008

Lean on me...in the metro?

It was 10pm tonight when I tiredly stepped of the orange line train at metro center, eager to be in bed instead of riding another 30 minutes back to Rockville. But I woke up a little when I heard the familiar tune of Lean On Me being sung by a large group of people in the middle of that lower level of the station.

An a capella group at 10pm? Are they looking for money? but no bucket was in sight and I soon noticed that some people walking by were welcomed into the circle, swaying back and forth and belting their best notes. I stood on the outside grinning like the rest of the onlookers and, maybe, tapping my foot a little. Someone in the group saw me, winked, and then motioned with her hand for me to join in - why not? Who can turn down the opportunity to be part of a spontaneous real life musical?

It was a little more organic than Improv Everywhere's Food Court musical, and less surprising but it added an extra beat to my step.

Yay life :)