As I look back on it now I realize that I crammed an awful lot into just one day. Especially for it to be the middle of the week as opposted to the weekend. I was really left with little choice though. There was much that I wanted to accomplish in a small amount of time. So I hope you didn't have your mind in the gutter when you saw that title.
It started with my flight to DC for business. I learned my lesson from my last trip out that way. No more would I do the connecting flight thing. My two Delta Airline fiascoes that I wrote about here and here cured me of that. It should have actually cured me of flying Delta altogether, but there was only one airline offering a direct flight both ways for my trip and it was them. Although doing a direct flight meant leaving early in the morning, it was worth it if it meant avoiding getting stranded again.
Amazingly enough, the flight there went off without a hitch. It was the first time I have flown in a while where the flight wasn't full which meant I didn't have to share a seat with someone. I almost did though. That baffled me a bit to be quite honest. I was in my seat when this Asian cat came in shortly after determined to sit in his assigned seat. The plane was half full but he just had to have THAT seat?! No biggie. I gathered my lappy and moved two rows up to get my own personal space again.
Speaking of the lappy, that reminds me of my carry-on luggage situation. I decided it also made more sense to go that route instead of checking bags. So instead of packing my normal large black suitcase I used the smaller green one that I usually utilize to pack G's stuff when we go on trips. That one was still a little too big to go in overhead, yet small enough to carry-on. Good enough for me.
My earlier arrival allowed me to have a little more time to hook up with a friend of mine there in DC: fellow blogger Creoleindc (aka, Monica). I was hoping I would also get a chance to meet her husband the Robinator, but that didn't happen. Instead, I was able to meet a mutual online acquaintance, Sean. That description may not be entirely accurate though. Monnie has known for him a number of years. I met him online thru her site. Still, it was great to finally be able to meet these folks in person.
The restaurant of choice was at this hotel called the Mayflower Renaissance. The place would have rang a bell with me had I been paying more attention. I had to be reminded later on that it was infamous for some of the liaisons that went there. Namely one Elliot Spitzer. It's rather interesting that folks would choose that location for their down low-ness because it seemed to be located right in the hub of a busy part of a DC. I guess when you're rolling like that though you probably figure you can get away with anything anywhere.
I would have thought that a place of that caliber would cost a pretty penny to stay. I checked online later to find their rates went from $189 - $249. Don't get me wrong, that is still a lot of money. However, comparatively speaking for the hotels in the downtown area, that was a good bargain. It was actually cheaper than the hotel where I was staying even with the reduced rate. I'm sure it was much better than the Liaison also. But we'll get to that a little later...
The restaurant there was a quant little place called Cafe Promenade. I use the term "little" loosely. It may not have seated many, but it was still large enough to have chandeliers hanging from the large vaulted ceilings. Not to mention a balcony which appeared to be designed specifically to provide a small intsturmental trio or quartet. However, it was still small enough that when a dignitary like Colin Powell came in I was able to get a good look at him and be awe of the fact I was eating in the same place as him.
I didn't want to turn this into a restaurant review per se, but I had to mention that I had their Cavatappi Pasta. It consisted of shrimp Fennel sausage which I never even knew existed. The pasta itself was just decent but that shrimp Fennel sausage with those cherry tomatoes was incredible. As incredible as it was, I still didn't appreciate the fact that when Sean came in, the server ran off specials and menu items for him that we never even saw on the menu. I guess that's what I get for showing up in jeans and a polo.
It was almost time to check into my hotel after we concluded our fellowshipping. As we walked back to where we parked, I was exposed to some of the finer shops that DC had to offer. Shops that I know I couldn't afford anytime soon. I also got hipped to the correct "line of break" for men. Although to be honest, I'm still not 100% what it means. I just have a feeling that whatever it is is something I probably don't accomplish in my dressy attire. And here I thought I was looking good when I get all cleaned up.
This entry is getting a little more lengthy than I wanted to so I need to wrap it up. That's a testament to what I was saying about how packed this one day was. I didn't even have a chance yet to get to my actual hotel or the DC night tour. Those definitely deserve to be their own entries anyway. Even with everything I did do this time around I still wanted to do more. Especially with the Congressional Black Caucus in town. Looks like I'll have to come to DC on my own one of these days.