i spent the last nine days in washington dc. it was my first time there. i went for work--dcla. the event was july 1-4 with an additional day on either end for set up and move out. and after move out, i took an extra day and a half to explore dc.
i'm home tonight resting bruised feet and trying to process the last 9 days. when i reflect on dcla, i think about the people i met there--youth workers and students, both of whom stirred up an array of thoughts and emotions. i also have to think about the weird-convention-you-had-to-be-there moments with co-workers which include more than 45 minutes trapped in an elevator and a dousing by a passing car. there's also the bewilderment i felt in visiting monuments and memorials that ascribe to a higher ideal of america and americans than many of our current elected officials seem to be striving towards. and finally, how all of this impacts me who i am and who i want to be.
in the next few days, i'll post more about each of these.