Apparently, DC is a confusing city to drive around in. Or maybe my experience with lost drivers is abnormal, I don't really know since I no longer own a car and find the city actually very easy to navigate via public transportation and good, old-fashioned foot travel. I have, however, been a frequent source of driving directions for lost motorists recently. It isn't clear why this phenomenon is occurring. Maybe I look like a local (potentially because I am walking with confidence from known point to known point, i.e. the Metro stops)? Or possibly I appear to be non-threatening? I really don't know, but the fact remains that a startling number of cars have pulled over near me and asked for directions to wherever their destination is. Even more startling, to me anyway, is that I actually know where to send them.
In other news, I made my first (hopefully of many) visits to the John F. Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts last night. The impetus for this visit was the Mariinsky Ballet production of Giselle. I am absolutely positive that I missed a lot of the nuances of performance due to my ignorance of dance. That said, I really did enjoy it a lot, it was captivating. The people watching during the intermission between acts was also fun, particularly this very cute, old couple who was very clearly enjoying their night out at the ballet. I don't really know what you talk about after 50 years of marriage, but I probably should have asked them, since they were chatting away. Also, I had the entertaining experience of seeing an usher yell at a patron for taking pictures (FYI, you are not allowed to take photos of the performances apparently, good to know). That guy might be blacklisted at the Kennedy Center now, since they collect some pertinent information when you buy a ticket.
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