Here we are again, ready for a new little update of Jordy in ‘Uncle Sam’s’ capitol and pride, Washington D.C.
For many of you, Georgetown is just a suburb of Washington, but let me teach you some history as well. Georgetown was actually founded 40 years before Washington itself, in 1751. In 1871 Georgetown became an official suburb of Washington D.C. For the older generation of my followers, John F. Kennedy actually lived in Georgetown in the 1960 when he got inaugurated.
Anyway, as the majority of my followers might now, history is not my favorite part of life, so lets get along through this tiring but lovely day!
Sunday 17th of August, 2015, 08:45, 08:46, 08:47, 08:48, 08:49 and 08:50, the alarm clocks of this morning, just to make sure… After waking up, having a shower it was time to head out again with Mike and Elisa. 09:30 and already bloody 33 Celsius / 91 Fahrenheit outside (temperatures this day went up to an astonishing 38 Celsius / 100 Fahrenheit). Despite the extreme temperatures we decided to walk, at least it was healthy and we had the possibility to stop whenever and wherever we wanted. Taking Florida Avenue up to 14th street was the first part, walking down a bit towards P street in order to go all the way street right into Georgetown. First stop was at 14th already as we were dehydrated already. With our coffee to-go we headed down to P street were we crossed the Scientology church. Besides the fact that we were really interested in this strange kind of religion and church, it was a nice side excuse to head inside and cool down a bit. After an offer of watching a movie about the Scientology religion we decided to take it, and settle down a bit. A home theater inside the church of Scientology, and the doors were closed, the lights dimmed, I can tell you, I felt safer in my life before… After the movie we decided to carry on, and head down to Georgetown.
After a couple of kilometers we made it into Georgetown. As Mike and Elisa relied on my navigation skills, I took them to Georgetown University.
As you can see below picture, which was made by myself not Google!, Georgetown looks like Hogwarts from Harry Potter, or for my Dutch friends, Zweinstein!
I have to say, Georgetown University is an incredibly beautiful and old fashioned University. It is completely what you think of, when thinking about an American University.
After the University we decided to look for M Street, as everyone told us this is ‘the’ street of Georgetown. Arriving here, we found all shops, restaurants, cupcake shops and many more. One of the locals told us to definitely go to Baked and Wired, which we did. I have to admit, I have never had such an amazing cupcake in my life before, just wow!
After this cupcake, which needed a doggy bag due to the size and calories, we decided to shop a bit. I found a nice red ‘longshirt’ which is impossible to find back home, so I couldn’t have been more happy. After Elisa buying some heels (women and heels…) Mike buying some shirts and trousers, it was time to go for some dinner. Eventually during the day we covered more than 10k (6.5 miles). Mike was so exhausted, as well as Elisa that we decided to take a cab home.
Normally you would say that after this long day, you would head down home, and get rested. Well, probably my friends and family pretty much know I am not really like that. So, I found myself a Sunday night at the yard of our University, Howard. I got Elisa excited enough to join me, whereas Mike was to tired to join.
Arriving at the party, we know found out what HBCU stood for. Historically Black College University. Believe it or not, but in these thousands of people, Elisa and I where the only ‘whites’. And guess what, we didn’t give a damn, it’s party time! People immediately like our attitude and came over for a quick chitchat! I can get used to these surroundings, people are nice, music is good, and guess what, being a minority of ‘White male’ has its advantages as well if we are talking about ‘Black girls’. Anyway, this was the first and last time I will be talking about White and Black, everyone is the same. I can feel home here, this feels good. I dedicate my next post to the cultural differences, some background info about HBCU’s and its historical know-how.
Thanks again, and cheers to you all!