Well, my summer in DC has finally come to an end. I am back, safe and sound, in God's country where you can say things like, "Y'all, I'm fixin' to head over to the Buccees for a coke. Can I tempt ya?" and everyone considers this to be a totally valid question. While it is nice to be back in a place where when you say, "queso", they understand that you mean a bowl of delicious, creamy, melted cheese with spicy tomatoes, peppers, and onions mixed in, not a cup of shredded cheese ( I CAN speak English, thank you.) there are things about DC that I miss.
1. The walking. No lie, I think I lost 15 pounds and 2 inches off every part of my body walking around town.
2. The people watching. Sorry Texas, you all for the most part, know what you're doing which makes you only mildly interesting for creeping purposes.
3. The food trucks. Sweet baby Jesus, why does no one deliver gourmet food to my hands from a truck parked outside my office here?! Oh I miss those meatballs in ghost chili sauce over polenta.
4. The briefings. Wait, no one is planning on teaching me about the situation in the middle east while I eat Lebanese food? Oh...okay... So no discussions of sustainable agriculture to break up the afternoon either? Yikes. Do we at least get to talk about the state of coastal communities and flood insurance prices after work? Oh...no...okay.
5. The people. All right you guys, this is that sappy moment where I talk about how great everyone was and how much I loved learning from them and working with them...I should probably cry...
Wait, what was that? You say I still get to talk to them? That I get to work with DC? Oh yeah! I should probably mention that I only left DC, not the congressman. That's right ladies and gents, you can stroll into your friendly local district office and find me sitting right there looking at you, just the sweet new congressional caseworker. I'm sticking around, sass and all. Your welcome, America.
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