I give you:
The replay of our frozen week in Washington, D.C. and Detroit, in words and pictures that cannot truly express how cold I was.
But alright… Hyperbole aside, let’s start with the basics. We chose to take this dual-city trip at this (particularly ludicrous) time for three main reasons:
- My little sister, Sarah, started grad school at The American University’s Washington College of Law this past September, and we had yet to visit her in D.C.
- We didn’t make it to Michigan for Christmas this year, so we were in need of some Munga/grandparent time (the last time we left Gramps, remember, he was in the emergency room).
- The two biggest events in both Sarah’s town and Munga’s town happened to be taking place the same week in January: the presidential inauguration (D.C.) and the North American International Auto Show (Detroit), so we figured we’d, uh, have things to do?
(yeah — I actually thought you might think they inaugurated the president in Detroit…)
So, we waited for flight prices to drop (because we’re cheap), bought one ticket to hit both cities, answered a million questions about why on earth we chose Detroit in January, squeezed in way more than we said we would (as usual) in both places, did probably too much of it outside and improperly clothed, may have permanently lost feeling in a few digits, but still aren’t sorry we went.
And here I am, safely back in California, thawed out and able to tell the tale. PHEW.
DAY 1: Washington, D.C. Temperature: 35˚
Public transit, Sarah’s new apartment in Oxon Hill, cheesy Obama souvenirs, dinner out and partying downtown with very old friends…
DAY 2: Annapolis, MD. Temperature: 50˚
The only oddly nice day of the whole trip! Sunshine in the Maryland capitol, haunted Colonial bars, Baltimore football fans, doggies and Navy cadets everywhere, Thomas Jefferson’s old hangout for dinner.
But looking through my hindsight goggles, we probably should have picked this day for the National Mall, instead… Hmm… 😐
DAY 3: Washington, D.C. Temperature: 34˚
Inauguration day. 16˚with windchill. Armored humvees in the street. Snipers on rooftops. People everywhere. Security checkpoint after security checkpoint. No open coffeehouses. Frozen tootsies. Shoulder to shoulder for hours in the cold with strangers. Warming up with Pam later that night. Everyone in a happy mood despite the cold, ‘cuz at least Mitt Romney ain’t prez!
DAY 4: Washington, D.C. Temperature: 19˚
6˚ with windchill. Too cold for the National Mall, but we did it anyway. In SIX DEGREES. But, I mean, Trent thought the National Mall was an actual shopping mall. Something had to be done about that.
DAY 5: Novi, MI. Temperature: 12˚
Home in Michigan. No words to express how cold… Puzzles and bouncey zebra rides with the Frellick children, and then multiple blankets on our bed. Multiple.
DAY 6: Detroit, MI. Temperature: 16˚
DAY 7: Romeo and Ann Arbor, MI. Temperature: 30˚
Blizzard, all day long. We drove to Romeo (Romeo!) anyway, to see Uncle Barn and the fam, and then we drove BACK to Ann Arbor (Ann Arbor!). Giant 18-wheelers sloshing bathtub-sized loads of dirty snow on our windshield for hours on the road. So happy to eventually make it to Vince and Anna’s: we ordered Pizza House delivery, drank too much beer, and passed the eff out.
DAY 8: Birmingham and Livonia, MI. Temperature: 28˚
Last day. Henry Dabbs’ 6th birthday. Middle Eastern food to celebrate. More partying at Beth’s house in Livonia that night. Tucked in early under lots of blankets. Lots.
Now that we’re home again, one thing has been decided: we are never moving back to Michigan. Eff that 12˚ and freezing rain and salt on my shoes and shit.
But, how’s this… From now on we’ll only go back in summer, so we can all pretend like maybe we’ll still move back someday… Because we love you all so.
See all our pics of the two D-towns here.