Part 4 has really [not much] to do with the actual race, but moreso the adventures afterwards. Can't let the fun end after 31 hours in a van, can you? Part of (note, only part) why I was so excited to do this race (aside from adding a few states to my list, duh) was that it ended in DC. Having never been to DC (I know, I know), I planned on spending Sunday touristing around as much as I could before I flew back to Atlanta. Lucky for me, Keeley had also never been, so I had someone to venture with!
But first... team breakfast. Shannon's friend from high school lives in the area, so we crashed breakfast and turned it into a final most-of-the-team extravaganza, complete with banana stuffed French toast, bacon, pancakes, and just about everything Silver Dollar had on their menu. Amazing.
|Final team adventure: breakfast. Mmmm.|
Alex's law firm is in a building that overlooks the National Mall, and consequently, the White House. Needless to say, I was excited.
|View from the 12th floor patio. Stunning.|
|Keeley and I!|
|Team namesake, essentially. Good ol' Abe.|
Needless to say, I was ready to get home, but still can't believe this adventure is over. On to the next one, please. I like Shannon's words:
It all worked. Even with the few hiccups we ran into, it still worked. “Everything is fine, nothing is fucked” then gave way to: “I do believe it’s time for another adventure.” Someday.Ragnar DC adventure is truly over. Nearly two weeks later, I'm still a little sad. Seriously. I want to run Ragnar again (maybe I'll give Van 1 a shot), I want to go to DC again and spend more than 2 hours checking out the city because there is way too much to do there for my nerdiness, and I want to do a relay like that again. I recognize that there's more than Ragnar out there, but something must fill the void. I'm hooked. Desperately hooked.
|I've lived in too many states. :)|