Moved into the new place yesterday. Goodbye Beltway, hello city lights! The move went well, thanks to some hired hands on both sides. Moving is so much more pleasant when you keep your own dosage of manual labor to a bare minimum — the guys arrived in Columbia, loaded the Penske truck in a flash. I drove it down to D.C. where another crew brought it up into the apartment. So aside from packing and driving, I didn’t do very much at all. Good thing too, ’cause I had to work today. Phew!

And let me say just how beautiful it was to walk five blocks to L’Enfant Plaza metro station and two stops over to Capitol South. — a cool 20 minutes. And how great it will be to do it again tonight, and tomorrow, and the day after that …

Looking out my balcony last night, it seems I have an OK view of the Jefferson Memorial, and I can just make out the tips of the Capitol and LOC Jefferson domes. The din of road noise is unfamiliar, but not excessive. Just enough bustle to make it feel urban.

After returning the truck to Columbia yesterday, I drove back to D.C. at around 6PM. Going the other way on I-295 was a line of cars backed up as far as the eye could see, with the inevitable untimely accident mucking things up for everyone.

I stared for a moment. It was like looking into a mirror of my old self. Then I hit the accelerator.