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December 6, 2002







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We had a pretty good snowstorm here in Washington D.C., the remnants of which are still lying around outside.  We were happy that we had done our travelling the day before the storm hit, as that meant that we had a very uneventful and comfortable ride.  We had set off that morning from New Jersey where we spent a very pleasant two days with Florence and Harold Ryder our former neighbors from Bruce Road.

When we woke up the morning after our arrival, the snow (see photo above) outside our front door was already more than an inch deep and as the day wore on, we got another three or four inches.  We of course had to go out in it, because our cupboards were bare — we didn't even have a drop of milk to make a cup of tea, didn't even have any tea!  We would have gone out anyway; why stay couped up? And who could resist such a day?

Fortunately we had both brought our thermal underwear from Darlo and so kept pretty warm on our expedition. Anyway, we first treated ourselves to an enormous breakfast from a Mexican food stall in the nearby shopping mall and then walked across the Key bridge from Georgetown (part of DC proper) to Rosslyn, which is in Virginia.  We are going to move there and had to go and check out the apartment and pay a deposit.  The photos below are of the building we are going to move into. The apartment is great so we have committed ourselves to stay there from Dec 19 until Jan 31.


 
 


 
 
 

After settling all that, we wandered the neighborhood and found a great Asian buffet restaurant for lunch and then a supermarket to stock our larder.  Luckily there was a bus back across the river, because I don't think I would have made it walking. We are a bit surprised by the convenience of the Rosslyn place. Initially we thought this Georgetown place would be more "in the heart of things" but the Arlington place has  a closer supermarket, Metro (underground), and reasonbly priced restaurant.

And so, as you see, we are very well settled and looking forward to having as much fun here as we did in New York.  Gerry has more relatives here to get to know (a nephew and a couple of cousins), but alas, none of them speaks Russian!  Still, I have my detective novel and dictionary to keep me in shape.




Updated July 14, 2003