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    BONUS PHOTO 2: A cop driving up Pennsylvania Ave., as part of a motorcade.
Everything I’m reading (on Twitter mostly) is suggesting that it was the Presidential motorcade. Obama was scheduled for a fundraiser at 7 PM, and the photo was taken at 7:05. Other people put up videos of the motorcade driving down the mall, and they were presumably correct in determining who it was; the order of vehicles in their videos matched the order of vehicles I saw.
This is all a long way of saying that I think I accidentally almost walked into the President’s fundraiser.
I saw the motorcade traveling northwest on Pennsylvania and then making a sharp turn onto L Street heading eastward. I then walked a few blocks over, to 24th between L and M.
The western side of 24th was completely blocked off by a line of cop motorcycles. People were walking up and down the eastern side. From there, I could see down an alley that there were some tents set up with caterers behind. So presumably the fundraiser is going on in those tents.
I was up there to take a look at a Zipcar that I had reserved. The car was parked in a garage in an apartment at 24th and M, which was on the side of the street that was blocked off, and which was right next door to the fundraiser. The door to the apartment, though, was further up the street, so the cops were letting people in and out of the apartment.
From the apartment lobby I went down to the garage, found the Zipcar, and—couldn’t find my way out. Instead of coming back to the elevator, I ended up walking up through the garage driveway onto the street.
Right behind the police blockade.
If any of them found it odd that some random guy had just popped up in the cordoned-off area, they didn’t say so. I quickly scooted to the other side of the street before they could say anything.

    BONUS PHOTO 2: A cop driving up Pennsylvania Ave., as part of a motorcade.

    Everything I’m reading (on Twitter mostly) is suggesting that it was the Presidential motorcade. Obama was scheduled for a fundraiser at 7 PM, and the photo was taken at 7:05. Other people put up videos of the motorcade driving down the mall, and they were presumably correct in determining who it was; the order of vehicles in their videos matched the order of vehicles I saw.

    This is all a long way of saying that I think I accidentally almost walked into the President’s fundraiser.

    I saw the motorcade traveling northwest on Pennsylvania and then making a sharp turn onto L Street heading eastward. I then walked a few blocks over, to 24th between L and M.

    The western side of 24th was completely blocked off by a line of cop motorcycles. People were walking up and down the eastern side. From there, I could see down an alley that there were some tents set up with caterers behind. So presumably the fundraiser is going on in those tents.

    I was up there to take a look at a Zipcar that I had reserved. The car was parked in a garage in an apartment at 24th and M, which was on the side of the street that was blocked off, and which was right next door to the fundraiser. The door to the apartment, though, was further up the street, so the cops were letting people in and out of the apartment.

    From the apartment lobby I went down to the garage, found the Zipcar, and—couldn’t find my way out. Instead of coming back to the elevator, I ended up walking up through the garage driveway onto the street.

    Right behind the police blockade.

    If any of them found it odd that some random guy had just popped up in the cordoned-off area, they didn’t say so. I quickly scooted to the other side of the street before they could say anything.

     
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    BONUS PHOTO 1: street musicians in Dupont Circle, in Washington, DC.
Apparently this band comes up from somewhere in North Carolina, about twice a month. This was the second time that I’ve seen them.

    BONUS PHOTO 1: street musicians in Dupont Circle, in Washington, DC.

    Apparently this band comes up from somewhere in North Carolina, about twice a month. This was the second time that I’ve seen them.

     
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    Welcome to Washington, DC!
This picture actually was taken a few days after I arrived. My original entrance into DC was via a freeway that, as far as I could tell, had no welcome sign.
That’s it for my trip. Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

    Welcome to Washington, DC!

    This picture actually was taken a few days after I arrived. My original entrance into DC was via a freeway that, as far as I could tell, had no welcome sign.

    That’s it for my trip. Hope you enjoyed the pictures!

     
  4. Oh, I come from Californey…

    with my car keys on my knee
    i’m a-goin’ ’cross the country
    up to washington, dc

    The fog rolled in the day i left

    the sun shone through the sky

    the cars so slow, i sped to death
    susanna don’t you cry

    Oh, susanna! now don’t you cry for me
    for i’m driving up the 85, to washington, dc

    ’Round richmond does the highway yield
    to highway 95
    the lanes merge like a battlefield
    susanna don’t you cry

    Oh, susanna! now don’t you cry for me
    for i’m driving up the 95, to washington, dc

     
  5. 1:58 am

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    I stopped in Richmond, VA, for some breakfast. This place, 821 Cafe, came highly recommended on Yelp. The reviews did mention that the place was crawling with hipsters, being next to a college and all.
There weren’t many customers at the time, but all the waiters were guys in plaid shirts. And beards. Including the chef. And they were all younger than me.
The biscuits and gravy were delicious though. I would go back. Though I might wear a different shirt.

    I stopped in Richmond, VA, for some breakfast. This place, 821 Cafe, came highly recommended on Yelp. The reviews did mention that the place was crawling with hipsters, being next to a college and all.

    There weren’t many customers at the time, but all the waiters were guys in plaid shirts. And beards. Including the chef. And they were all younger than me.

    The biscuits and gravy were delicious though. I would go back. Though I might wear a different shirt.

     
  6. 1:42 am

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    The fog parted briefly for me to take a few pictures of the sunrise through the trees. I actually saw the sun pop up, but the window of opportunity was too short to get a decent picture.
This was taken on I-85, just inside Virginia.

    The fog parted briefly for me to take a few pictures of the sunrise through the trees. I actually saw the sun pop up, but the window of opportunity was too short to get a decent picture.

    This was taken on I-85, just inside Virginia.

     
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    Welcome to Virginia!

    Welcome to Virginia!

     
  8. The last leg

    We’re on the last stretch of the trip! Today I’m going from Durham, NC up I-85 and 95 to Washington, DC.

    I’m leaving at 6 AM to avoid the traffic and also get in early enough to take care of moving things in. So the road is entirely covered in fog.

    Here it wasn’t so thick, but in other places I couldn’t see more than five car lengths in front of me. Maybe it would be wise to wait around at a rest stop?

    I’m just going to plow along instead.

     
  9. I wish I was in the land of cotton

    road trips there are not forgotten
    look away! look away! look away, dixie land

    In dixie land where i did travel
    on through memphis, on through nashville
    look away! look away! look away, dixie land

    I’m driving down i-40
    hooray! hooray!
    through giant clouds

    and buffet crowds

    i’ll make my way through dixie
    my way, my way, my way on the i-40!

    [Intermission while I go to Lexington, KY; then we’re back on the road in Knoxville, TN]

    I wish i were on the highway 40
    hills and winding roads before me
    drive away! drive away! driving through dixie land

    O’er the rocky crags of appalachia
    green trees! blue skies! pavement! don’tcha
    wanna drive? wanna drive? drive on through dixie land

    i’m driving down the 40
    hooray! hooray!
    and while i roam
    i’ll tow my home

    along on highway 40
    away! away! away down the i-40!

     
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    North Carolina saw me driving through the worst rainstorm I’ve ever been through.
It started fairly reasonably, with a small trickle, which is when I took this picture. Pretty soon, though, it was pouring so fast that the windshield wipers couldn’t even keep the windshield clear.
Visibility dropped to at most 20 yards forward. People were turning their hazard lights on, not to indicate hazards, but to help other cars see them. Cars just parked in the shoulders—both left and right shoulders—hoping to wait out the rain. (The smart ones parked in the shoulders under the overpass bridges.)
Driving in these conditions is tough, to say the least. I found that the safest place to drive was actually behind a truck, because at least I could see the truck in front of me.
Just about an hour or so earlier, I was listening to American Family Radio, which was repeating the theory that the Democratic National Convention was moving Obama’s speech indoors because they couldn’t fill the seats, and that the weather issue was just a ruse because there was a “zero percent chance of rain.”
And now I’m driving through that zero percent chance of rain. It feels wet.

    North Carolina saw me driving through the worst rainstorm I’ve ever been through.

    It started fairly reasonably, with a small trickle, which is when I took this picture. Pretty soon, though, it was pouring so fast that the windshield wipers couldn’t even keep the windshield clear.

    Visibility dropped to at most 20 yards forward. People were turning their hazard lights on, not to indicate hazards, but to help other cars see them. Cars just parked in the shoulders—both left and right shoulders—hoping to wait out the rain. (The smart ones parked in the shoulders under the overpass bridges.)

    Driving in these conditions is tough, to say the least. I found that the safest place to drive was actually behind a truck, because at least I could see the truck in front of me.

    Just about an hour or so earlier, I was listening to American Family Radio, which was repeating the theory that the Democratic National Convention was moving Obama’s speech indoors because they couldn’t fill the seats, and that the weather issue was just a ruse because there was a “zero percent chance of rain.”

    And now I’m driving through that zero percent chance of rain. It feels wet.