In an attempt to make the most of the winter season here in
D.C., three of us decided to walk to the Sculpture Garden for an afternoon of
ice-skating. The Sculpture Garden belongs to the National Gallery of Art and
features a collection of statues throughout the garden. The day was chilly, so
we bundled up in excessive layers, ready to confront the Washingtonian cold.
After arriving at the Sculpture Garden, we rented ice skates for a reasonable
price (and I say this because most things in D.C. are expensive). At this
point, it is important for me to mention that the last time I went ice-skating,
I was a fearless nine-year-old. Since then, things have changed quite a bit.
The other two students, Erika and Tim, gracefully skated ahead of me, often
passing me twice, as I struggled to just stand
in my ice skates. Strangers could sense my fear as I skated by them,
desperately grabbing onto the bar with a terrified look on my face. Needless to
say, I fell twice that afternoon, incurring some painful bruises and embarrassing
stories to tell my future grandchildren. By the end, I could at least make it
around the ice rink a couple of times without frantically holding onto the bar.
After ice-skating, we grabbed some hot chocolate by the ice rink and walked
back to the Congressional in what locals would consider a snowstorm around
here. In other words, it was lightly snowing. Overall, I found the experience
very entertaining, and I am sure that others who witnessed me pathetically
struggle that afternoon would agree, too.
--Samanta
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