I lost my California ID the first week, and boy was it a hassle to get a new one (don’t worry though, the issue was quickly resolved thanks to some amazing Residential Advisers in the center). Being in such a new environment, I guess that is to be expected. In the short three weeks I have been here, there have been a lot of ups and downs. My fear slipped away into pride and understanding that I was now in an extremely historic place, and I knew my life was going to be forever changed from this experience. The White House is casually located a few blocks away from the center, and you have a clear view of it when you walk past 16th street. That fear dissipated into reality when I saw the White House for the first time on my walk to Whole Foods a few hours after my arrival. I have never been this far away from my hometown, let alone for this long. The fear of the unknown caused me to cry as the plane began to take off. I will be frank with you, as I boarded my plane at SFO Airport I didn’t know what to expect. Little did I know those cute little snow flakes would turn into a blizzard that would trap us all inside for four days, but hey, I guess you should be careful what you wish for!īesides the natural elements and the surprises they brought, D.C. I was so shocked I halted in my tracks in awe to watch the first little snowflakes fall from the sky. As a California native who never really ventured to far from home, I must admit this is still all amazingly surprising and surreal, to say the least.
As I write this, it is now my second official snow day.