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DC by heart

Yet another big city? Yes and no. The really big ones are yet to come and Washington DC is not like most of the other cities I’ve been to. First of all, everything is walkable, Or at least easy to reach by Metro. DC is the first place that has a real subway system. And a real nice one, too. The big hall like platforms are incomparable with say the London tube. I got to DC on Thursday, I guess, where I first stayed with Bob and Richard, an artsy couple living in their thirties. They did everything possible to help me get started in town. Friday night was fully packed. First we went to this art opening, to see real art made in the district and then we went to Artomatic. 8 floors of a new built building temporarely filled with “art”. Everybody can exhibit. That said, it does not surprise, that there was really bad art and some good in between… After seeing two floors and getting dizzy, Bob decided to take me out to the clubs of DC, together with some of his friend, I got to see about every gay club in the city. As soon as we were in one, they decided that it was a lame/bad/whatever night and we should check out the other clubs, so maybe there is something better.
Thanks to the effort of Bob, I now have the full picture.
Next night was more calm, chinese food and some weird movies from the 70s.

Oh yes, and I did see most of the sights. The Capitol is still there and big as ever, the white house is not white but rather brownish and the monument is still really big and tall. Seems like some man had to reassure himself, when he decided to build that thing…

As I did not find a place in Philly for the next few nights, I decided to stay in Washington and just change to another host. Brian, whom I just wrote to meet up for a coffee (he says no couch at the moment on his profile) offered me his place, which saved me a lot of trouble. He’s a really relaxed, nice coffee-loving man in his 20s and his job at Eurovision (no not for the song contest, they do more than that) gave us some good talks, as he already knows us Europeans quite well. Together we walked through the city, had some good coffee, cooked some nice food… This is what I call a great host. On Tuesday, when he had to work the night shift, his roommate took me out to this 80s-night at one of the bars around the corner. Their apartment is really at a great place. Everything is just around the corner… At least all the nightlife. I recognized the club as one I’ve already been on Friday, but this night should prove to be better… We were actually the first to get on second floor, no one else around, but after one drink, the situation changed rapidly. Soon, the space was more or less full. With mostly - not only - good looking men. I - as a stranger - must have made a good impression on these. I did not have to pay for drinks this night and still always had a full glass… Did I tell you, that US drinks are a lot stronger than the ones in CH? However. James, this one guy I guess a friend of Brian’s roommate, was the only one good for more than just a “hi, mi name is XY” Nice guy this James. And good looking, too.

So after another long night partying I had a last, rather relaxed day in the district, some more nice talks with brian and a good nights sleep, before I left on the 9 am bus to New York. Writing this, I sit on the couch of a nice 52th floor appartement in south Manhattan with a bustling weekend in front of me. Burt that’s another story that has jet to happen. Unique and not to be compared with anything else, I was told.

Anyway, I really like DC. All of it.

And the flickr set of DC