In true Darling form, Saturday started with two cups of coffee, both at the apartment and at Dean and Deluca. After two cups of liquid alertness, I went on to roam the streets of Georgetown.
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While enjoying a scenic walk amongst busy streets and numerous cafes and shops, I stumbled upon a used book store. Nestled into a neighborhood not more than a block off a main Georgetown road, I decided to venture inside and see if there were any treasures to be found.
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Considering the recent recognition of Vargas Llosa and my upcoming trip to Peru, I combed through the books looking for something, anything of his. But my efforts were in vain.
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Later in the evening, I went out with a few friends toward Vienna. Having never ridden the metro past Rosslyn, I did not expect the Vienna to be as far out as it was, given the layout of the metro map. And in the same underassumption of distance, Jacklyn, our navigator for the evening—whose one-time stint ends here—thought that the place that we were going was not more than a few blocks away from the stop. Having opted to wear heels that night, I wasn’t particularly happy to learn that her estimate was only a mile and a half off.
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