After a day of rearranging furniture (oh, what joy), and mucho mas decluttering (with more to go) an evening walkabout was essential. To my great delight the clouds and humidity of earlier in the day had been blown away by refreshing dry air. The evening sky was cloudless. My goal was to stay off of M Street and Wisconsin Avenue, and with the exception of one block I succeeded.
On Prospect Street near Booeymonger I noticed a caravan of heavy mobility -- one Suburban after another -- and the Veep's car parked in the lead. A few steps further, as I passed Cafe Milano, there were the Bidens, having a dinner date. It's the second time I've seen them sitting outside on the terrace having dinner. It's so cool that they just sit outside there and enjoy themselves. He always sits with his back to the street, but he's otherwise completely casual, comfortable and exposed. A couple of Secret Service stood nearby, and I'm sure a couple more were seated at a table ... not to mention the caravan nearby. Regardless, the Bidens were chatting and having a nice time. Good for them. Did I try to take a pic? No.
I did snap a pic along the C&O Canal, where a boy fed the ducks, including one bold quacker who came right up on the bank and waddled around beside him. It was a lovely summer evening scene. Said a lot about the quiet side of Georgetown.
My one block of M, between Wisconsin and 31st, reminded me of how uninteresting I find the tourist invasion. Sure, they are good for businesses, but they don't seem to be carrying lots of shopping bags; mostly ambling along. I worry that M Street will become a cross between New Hope, PA., and Pentagon City. The restaurants, at least at 7:45, did not look particularly busy. Maybe that will happen with sunset.
I hit Moby Dick. Yum.