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We Made It!

Home, sweet home. We spent the last 2 nights in Virginia, the first in Roanoke and the second in Hampton visiting friends.

The drive from Nashville was long, but we managed to lounge a little and enjoy the city. Including, the only replica of the Athenian Parthenon in the world - with a full sized (huge) statue of Athena inside the temple... a replica of a statue that doesn't even exist anymore. It was neat, though I will say that the real thing was (slightly) better. Still, cool to see it.

From there, we were on to Knoxville, where we found an amazing, veggie-friendly cafe in the Market Square area. Knoxville is a really cute town. I've definitely come to believe, from this trip, that college towns are generally awesome for stopping in.

We were scheduled to stay in Roanoke at a B&B that night, and I was really hoping to check out Blacksburg on the way. Unfortunately, our innkeeper was going to bed at 11 so we had to book it to that town and skipped B'burg. We got there in time to find out...that nothing was open, no place to eat but a very sketchy-looking "Shenandoah Restaurant". We waited until breakfast, and were rewarded with a huge and amazing meal.

We took off early to hit VA beach, but as it turns out, Saturday is not the best day to travel across the bridge. It took twice as long as our friendly GPS navigator, Lee, told us that it would. By the time we arrived, the sun was still shining on the beach and the jellyfish were out in droves. So, it was a short trip to the beach. We spent the evening in downtown, happenin Hampton and headed for the District this morning.

And...we're here! I am only in town for a day, off to SF tomorrow but not before officially becoming a DC resident: registered car + driver's license + voter reg. Sapun will be awaiting the movers' arrival, hopefully it'll be soon too!

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