Welcome to Federal City

One minute you're lost in Nevada desert chasing after mirages of Dennis Kucinich's wife, and the next thing you know, you've walked over two thousand miles all the way to Washington D.C. I'm approaching the National Mall in "Federal City," as it was dubbed in the 19th Century, before we came up with the far less romantic nickname " murder capital of the world." But really, for all the flak i toss at America, i do love Washington, and the whole scene at our nation's capital.

This might be the appropriate moment to include my favorite picture ever taken of a US president:


I suppose that would probably also have to be my selection for favorite pic of a russian president too. I probably didn't have to be so dramatic about it. Oh, wait. i almost forgot about this one.


Yeah, see, now we have a problem. I will suspend my vote until i finish a little research on the context behind each of these, and come forward at a later date with a definite answer. It all depends on whether or not Boris knew Bill was about to "whip it out" or if Putin is about twist the head clean off that dog.

Moving on. We're 151 miles from our destination. There are 28 days left in the year. That's 5.35 miles a day. We're almost there.


One Week Walking: 43.79

Total Distance Covered: 2,419.95 miles

Washington D.C.