leavingonajetplane/1st Nighttt

Hollaaaaa!!! Are you ready for the first post on the soon to be tour de force and btw only exclusive blog about Misha's DC days? Well you better be cause here it comes, duh duh duhhhh!!!!

Quick thoughts on the flight: What the fuck is up with the whole United Airlines doesn't give you food anymore? 6 bucks for plane food? no dice. It was pretty cool that they showed up though. The dog, Doug, really cracks me up because if your dog could talk that is totally what they would say.

Anyways on to DC.

Dulles airport is fucking far from DC, the cab ride (no shuttle... damn crystal city Sheraton) took atleast half an hour and cost me like 60 bucks. How much do you tip normally for a cab? I don't really know the whole scale for it all since I don't regurlarly cab it places, especially sober. Anyways the cab driver was this Ethiopian guy. He was pretty chill we chatted for about half the ride since he was on the phone for the first half. I told him I took an Ethiopian history class and he told me that though he has family there he's only been back once in 21 years and won't go back again till the government gets less corrupt. He was saying how if you wanna be honest you'll either starve, get arrested or be forced to leave the country. He clearly chose the latter. He told me I should live in a basement to save money. I've literally only seen once basement my whole life so that is a surprisingly intriguinig idea. We were comisserating about the economy and he told me that he used to have a professional job but he got laid off and now has to support his family and play his mortgage driving cabs. Sign of the times.

Sheraton hotel si chill, it's weird having a hotel room to myself. I figure in the professional world this is sorta the norm but I can see the appeal of hotel bars when you're by yourself. Other weird news but since there is the time change or 3 hours ahead sports are super late here. it's 11:15 and the 3rd quarter in the oregon game and the 2nd quarter of the warriors game. Which I am watching on my slingbox. w00t web 2.0

Down the street from my hotel theres hella restaurants like two blocks away. I ate at the Kabob Place (http://www.yelp.com/biz/kabob-palace-arlington - read my review on yelp!) It's a pakistani kabob/curry ish joint. Pretty good. The place is 24 hours and was pretty packed even at 10pm. I was sitting at a table myself and offered some guy to sit with me. He was pakistani in his 40's and we bullshitted over food. He told me how he used to live in DC but had to move to North Carolina. I didn't ask why but the guy was chill. He told me how he came here on a student visa and owns his own business now. Go American Dream and all that. So far everyone here has been mad nice.

Stopped at a SevEl on the way back where 16oz Heinekens were 2 for $3. So I bought two. Now I gotta watch this game, settle a bit and respond to the responses I got on the housing search. Wish me luck cause I need to find a place by sunday!!!

This is a bizarre first night. It just feels so much like my first few days of freshman year where i didn't really know anyone and I was in a room, albeit comfortable, by myself. It's not that I don't know anyone in DC but I don't have my crew here and it's just bizzarely parrallel to those days 4 years ago at Merrill.

Anyways stay tuned for the illest blog about Misha in DC there is. DC illing!