Remember back to January when I was in the U.S. for work-related recruitment activities (proof)? Here is the photo recap of this visit. This was my second trip to D.C., the first circa 2001, was a trip with my mom to see Charlie (the actor here and here) perform at the Kennedy Center- amazing to see him on that stage (another funny performance which was filmed at the Kennedy Center, Tina Fey accepting the Mark Twain Prize for American Comedy, here is the video). It was a great trip, strolling around Georgetown, a memorable visit to the Holocaust Memorial Museum.
This time I arrived to 70 degree temperatures and when I left it was 35- welcome to D.C. the giant swamp with crazy weather. I did not spot Josh Lyman either, such a disappointment, I am a Lemon Lyman (there is actually a tumblr to devoted to him).
I went for an almost 6-mile sight-seeing run one morning in the extreme wind and hit the major sights, but wanted to capture them better-than-iphone-3GS, so walked my running route to see it all.
(Thomas Jefferson resides here)
(TJ and me- he looks excited to see me- see the corner of his mouth-slight curl)
(I love a self timer- proves I was there- bad example)
(Visiting Daniel Day Lewis- he is always in character)
(See the wind?)
(Look very closely- you can see Mrs. O doing some tricep push-ups.)
I ventured out for some ‘American’ fare a spinach pizza and a can of posh White Rascal, a Belgian White Ale from a fun little place in Penn Quarter- District of Pi, how cute is that name?
I also tried the Cowgirl Creamery for a light lunch and the best made-to-order drip coffee I have had. The Cowgirl Creamery is owned by life-long friends Peggy and Sue and they have been producing their fresh artisanal cheeses in the Bay Area since the early 90’s. Their D.C. shop is the only one located outside of California- a real find.
D.C. is one of those places I think I could live if it weren’t for the pi-polar weather and the crazy number of American flags the city flies. Who lowers them to half-mast when someone dies?
(This is a shot of the National World World II Memorial.)
(Flags are everywhere- I could never forget where I was)
(The menu- only in Spanish)
(First impressions are everything)
(So welcoming and love the colours)
One of our fabulous MBA students from Chile gave me some recommendations of things to do/see/eat while I was in Santiago. As you have probably realized, my priorities tend toward the eating variety, so first up is FOOD!
There is a lovely, albeit, touristy place called Patiobellevista, which houses numerous shops selling Chilean handicrafts. Think copper and a blue stone which can only be found in Afghanistan and Chile- lapis lazuli (according to the open-top bus tour commentary). Patiobellevista also hosts some inviting restaurants with plenty of outdoor seating- which for a girl who rarely sees the sun living in Edinburgh, al fresco dining was a must.
I was instantly attracted by the outdoor porch setting of Cebichería Constitución,and understanding what this was, I was in. For you non-hispanophones- it is ceviche and it was the freshest tasting seafood I think I have eaten. This mixed-fish ceviche was served with fresh lime juice, a bit of yam, onions and white beans. I also tried some of their fresh octopus with an amazing black olive ‘dressing’ of sorts. I would love to try to recreate these dishes now I am home, hopefully Ben is game. We just need a Mercado Central* in Edinburgh.
*Mercado Central is a huge fresh seafood market in Santiago. I popped in for a look and smell (so fresh, there wasn’t one)! I was kindly asked several times where I was from- I the wide-eyed lost look always gets me in trouble. They make a famous eel broth here- I gave this a pass.
After three weeks of not having to do anything around any home- mostly the one I share with Ben, reentry is proving tough. I had to carry my own suitcase up one flight of stairs. What do you mean, I have to open and close my own curtains? I keep pushing the number one on the phone, but my 24-hour butler no longer answers and Ben’s excitement for my return was short-lived and I had to actually make my half of the bed. Look at the way my laundry from India was folded and presented- I now have impossible standards.
No fresh-squeezed orange juice, I knew this apartment was missing something and that something is an omelette station and while I am at it, a cereal bar, a juice bar and a wide-range of fresh-cut fruits.
Ben is also struggling- I have thrown off his morning routine. He actually finished his coffee before work instead of taking it along with him. Oh the struggles.
I am hoping by posting this, I am reinvigorated for my upcoming three weeks away.
In parallel to my working, I need to get some serious running done, I am registered for the Rock n’ Roll Half Marathon on April 14. My friend Reia (of Paris semi-marathon fame) will be popping to EDI for a few days to make memories and run- hopefully in that order.
According to Runkeeper, Reia is crushing her training, while I am just about smushing mine with my pinky toe (read, not running enough). As I travel from Mexico to Colombia to Chile to Brazil to India, these hotel gyms and I are going to get to know each other- watch out treadmills- I have a halfie to accomplish!
After Winter Storm Nemo hit, Boston started to show signs of life on Sunday. It helped there was sunshine and the temperature seemed to increase by fifteen degrees overnight. I left the confines of room 536 to see what was happening out of doors.
Most everything was still closed except the occasional Starbucks and thankfully my local Wholefoods. The metro was still stopped, museums still empty and it was up to the proprietors to decide if they wanted to reopen.
I was completely unprepared in the footwear department and lucked out as Charlie had given me one of his (many) scarves as I left NYC, the stylish Bostonians post-Blizzard wardrobe is Hunter Wellingtons and leggings. By the end of my walk I had wet running shoes and my wool socks needed a day and a half to dry out!
Here are some some of the shots from around the Back Bay- the area where I stayed.
Little Nemo followed me to Edinburgh, the day after I got back we had some ‘snow’ a light dusting probably about 2 centimetres, it was gone by the afternoon as the rain had moved in.
After almost a week in the U.S., I arrived in Boston last Monday, I was going to be joined by my mom, but my amazing grandmother passed away and my mom quickly had other priorities. I still had the pleasure of spending a week in Boston and then some more time.
I popped out to enjoy the scenery of the city. It was a sunny day and Boston Common was sun-dappled and very chilly. Can’t you just see the cold?
I enjoyed a birthday meal at Atlantic Fish Co. where I enjoyed the Maine Lobster Roll, it was delicious, so good in fact, I went back to Atlantic Fish Co. for some lump crab, where they put it into a sandwich with brie cheese and pistachio pesto. How could I make this at home- how do they perfectly grill the brioche?
We are back from Thailand- we had an amazing time. I will be posting photos soon and recounting some of our adventures. We returned on Saturday.
And now I am on the move again, in Washington D.C., then heading to NYC, followed by Boston and ending in Toronto. I arrived last night and posting this from the Dulles Airport Hyatt.
What time does my body think it is?
We are gone- outta here and not to be heard from again… or at least for 9 days- one whole blogger week.
As you read this, Ben and I should be in Thailand enjoying our adventure in South East Asia.
We have decided to be tech-free (except for our cameras) for the next nine days, I feel I have become a bit too hooked on spying on people via Instagram- did you know Kim Kardashian has six million followers? That is insane- I am not one of them. We will only be back online when we arrive in Bangkok. We are armed with books, magazines, UNO and Pass the Pigs, good old-fashion fun.
We promise to take a lot of photos.
So until then, I have queued some posts for next week. Enjoy!
*For those of you who have not seen 30 Rock recently- this is featured in an episode. Very funny.
Based on my clues- did you guess where I was yesterday?
I was in London, just for the day.
Being American does not always have its benefits- I was required to drop my documents at the Brazilian Consulate in person. It was a total of nine hours on the train for forty-five minutes with the friendly Brazilians. If all goes according to the plan, I will have my visa in early January.
I was tucked into bed by midnight!
Ben’s parents arrive this afternoon- let the celebrating begin.