Sickling

I've been sick since Friday night. I think it's a cold, but it's pretty bad. I'm at work, but seeing as how I've filled my office trash can with kleenex, I may go home early.

Yesterday, I only left the apartment one time, to go buy orange juice at Safeway. When I was walking up, I noticed a new sign on the street (pictured, left, although it's hard to see -- it's the short sign right in front of the white car). On the way back, I stopped to read the sign. It was really interesting. There's a new "Adams Morgan Heritage Trail" walk that these signs chronicle. They tell you the history of our neighborhood. This sign told the history of Lanier Heights, which is the part of the 'hood I live in. In the early 1900s, it became a city neighborhood (previously, it was more suburban, but as the city grew, it absorbed more suburbs.) In the 1920s, it was largely home to a Jewish population. In the 1940s and 1950s, it was a model of integration for the rest of the city. And in the 1970s, the FBI chased a resident around on the rooftops! She was accused of bombing the capital. Apparently nothing exciting has happened since then, because that's where it ended.

Anyway, while I was standing there reading, this woman came up to me and asked me if I was lost. I told her no, I was just reading the sign because it was new. She said, "Oh, I thought it was a map!" Oh. OK. I think there is a tiny map of the Heritage Trail on the sign, but it is most definitely not a map.

I need to find the rest of the signs! I think there are about 15 of them.