July 7, 2010

MD and VA vs. the Dreaded DC Cab Driver

Posted in musings tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , at 9:57 am by silversprung

Granted, it was late at night, (okay, more like 2am) but that’s what happens when the D.C. fireworks start at 9:30pm, right? So picture this: silversprung spouse and I bid adieu to our 4th of July friends, who live off U Street in the District, and walked out to the corner to begin the cab hailing process.

There, we discovered roving bands of angry, tired, (and many intoxicated) people with arms outstretched competing for passing taxicabs. And we were only an army of two. Plus, we had to say the dreaded words that make D.C. cab drivers cringe in disgust: “Um, we’re going to Maryland.” Read the rest of this entry »


May 24, 2010

A Guide to Acting Like You’re Not From Around Here

Posted in musings tagged , , , , , , , , , , , at 12:34 pm by silversprung

I recently had guests in town and had a few good laughs about the things they said or did because they weren’t local. So below, I’ve written a short guide on how not to fit in with residents of the Washington, DC metro region, especially Silver Springers.

10. Call the metro the “subway.”

9. Wear clothing marked “FBI,” “CIA,” or the presidential seal.

8. Block people from walking on the metro escalators (stand right, walk left, folks.)

7. Ask if Chevy Chase, Maryland, Chevy Chase Bank, etc. are connected to Chevy Chase the actor. Read the rest of this entry »

March 3, 2010

You Want Me to Do What?: Apartment Edition

Posted in musings, you want me to do what? tagged , , , , at 2:28 pm by silversprung

All of this recent house-hunting reminded me of an experience I had a few years ago while searching for apartments to rent in D.C. The Post ad was for a first-floor rowhouse apartment in Adams Morgan — and it was totally affordable. Naive little silversprung. That was too good to be true from the start.

I went to the renter’s open house and I was completely amazed. An exposed brick wall of my own! A working fireplace? A huge bay window overlooking the street.

I was in love. This place was perfect.

Hardwood floors. High ceilings. It was a sizable studio.

Then we got to the bathroom. Read the rest of this entry »