Jericho: In WDC ...

Yup, I'm in DC. I spent the lion's share of last week arranging and rearranging travel and lodging for a training class. This class is on VoIP, since we are working on picking out a new VoIP system for the firm, we are trying to get trained up. My co-worker has taken this class, and got a lot out of it. So, my boss wanted me to get the same class and the same trainer - this guy has a resume that reads like the history of telecom. At one point or another, I had arranged for travel to Philly, Raleigh and Boston. I had a class cancelled out from under me. I have also had and lost three hotel rooms just in DC.

Airlines and hotels are weird things. Get this; direct flight from Seattle to DC, arranged two days before the flight, round trip $300. I can't get coast to coast for less than $500 a person a month before I traveled, but this fare just magically popped up.

Anyway, since it was easier to arrange travel on Saturday, I got one day to be a tourist. Of course, that meant that my foot decided to act up and limit my walking. I decided I wanted to go the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum. I've wanted to go there for, oh, a decade or two. So, I took a bunch of ibuprophen and went looking for public transport. I didn't know that DC had an underground train system. I've lived in a bus only town for too long. Loved this train! The tunnel, pictured above, is way cool. Just the lighting screams out "urban cool". I'm hoping that Seattle's future train system will be half as cool.

Anyway, I made it to the museum. This picture pretty much sums up the history of flight, don't it? Museums always mess with me. I always think they will be great, and this one was excellent, but I always feel let down. Seeing the cool things other people have done does nothing to make my life feel more significant. My feet didn't act up too much. I had a good time. Now, I get to spend the rest of the week learning stuff. Wish me luck.