Starting in early July, I had the opportunity to travel to D.C. for the first time to attend a D.o.D. intern symposium. My initial impression of D.C. was surprise, it demonstrated a level of cleanliness which I frankly was not expecting. The metro system was also a shock, as I had never used inner-city public transportation. You boarded, held on for dear life, and ten minutes later you were on the other side of the city.
I never gave thought to the scale of the National Mall until I walked the endless expanse of manicured grass that stretched from Capitol Hill to the Washington Monument. Figure 1 gives a small grasp of the expanse.
Fig. 1. The view of Capitol Hill from the Washington Monument
One of the most interesting pieces of information I learned while traipsing around the capitol was the ability of the public to take an elevator to the top of the Washington Monument, which is managed by the National Parks service (Figure 2).
Fig. 2. The Washington Monument
The view from the lawn facing the White House, with a summer storm on the horizon (Fig. 3).
Fig. 3. The White House
This guy spent what must have been at least 10 minutes finding the perfect framing of himself flipping the bird in front of the White House (Figure 4).
Fig. 4. This Guy
Outside of my time in D.C. I spent the majority of last summer in my hometown north of Dayton, OH. During this time, one of my sisters returned to her car after a late night on the river to find her windshield had been stomped in. I had the privilege of driving the death trap shown in Figure 5 to our mechanic's shop.
Fig. 5. Ford Focus with a windshield that slowly caves in towards your face as you drive.
Fig. 6. Almost made it (Cop was cool, let me go)
Fig. 8. Kayaking & Fishing the Mad River, Springfield, OH
Fig. 9. Closed bridge over the Miami River, Dayton, OH
Shortly before returning to Orlando, I attended a RedBull Flugtag event in Cincinnati.
Fig. 10. View of the Ohio river from the Cincinnati riverfront
Fig. 11. The Runway
Back in Orlando, there was not much worth posting from my first semester of graduate school, say for these gems.
Fig. 12. Clean Firebird WS6 in a Walmart parking lot
Fig. 13. Mold
Fig. 14. More Mold
I wish I had more pictures of the great mold battle of the bedroom closet, but I can at least say it was defeated. I hope ya'll enjoyed this disjointed post, I plan to post more "regularly" whatever that may look like.
- Zion



