Have you ever had one of those days that ended the way it began – at least it feels like it? I totally had one of those days today, except I began on one coast (taking the subway and the bus) and ended up on the other coast in a similar way (taking the bus then the subway).

Per my LAX Flyaway post this morning, I began my day with the Red Line and a Flyaway bus to the airport (subway, bus). I ended my trip with a bus (5A) from Dulles Airport. There are other vehicles from the airport, but this was the one I was told to take and it’s pretty handy. I was supposed to meet my sister at Rosslyn Station, but got really confused (the driver switched the name over only when we arrived) so I ended up at L’Enfant Plaza. But this wasn’t all bad.

I crossed over the Potomac River, which totally made up for being lost, because honestly – as dorky as it sounds – I was pretty excited.  It’s a place/phrase, I grew up learning about without a true sense of place/space.  It was even better than the time I saw out into the Mississippi – ok, maybe about even.

And I ended up having to take the subway on my own.  Well I didn’t have to because apparently I could have met up with my sister at L’Enfant, but her message didn’t get to me.  So I learned all by myself that I could get to the Smithsonian and to the National Mall.

I have to say I totally approve of the subway system in Washington DC…so far.  I mean, I’ve only used it twice.  The system is fairly intuitive.  What I was really confused about, however, was the purchasing of the fares.  But where there is direction and money – there is always complication.  I think I’m in the perfect place for that stated revelation.

Tomorrow: Monuments and Museums of DC.  Weather?  Cloudy with a slight chance of rain. :-/