Our second official day in DC was a bit of a dud because we thought our stuff would arrive on Monday, so we sat around on our air mattress and waited.....oh well...We finally got a call that said they would come on Tuesday.
So...we started to make inquiries about getting things done. (Social Security, Cell Phones, Internet, Banking etc.)
Late afternoon we went to Washington Sports Clubs (WSC) and met with a membership rep. The gym is beautiful, lots of TVs, a swimming pool, free towel service and some Joe-average looking people. I was sold. I asked all the right questions about cancelling, fees, lockers, safety etc. Once I'd handed over my credit card (which is all we seem to be doing lately), our rep giggled and sighed...she had been convinced that I was a secret shopper. She'd never had anyone ask so many questions before....a future career?
Alas....I am a dependent alien....no work for me. Too bad.
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