Halloween and Sandy in Washington

Halloween and Sandy in Washington

This weekend, interns in the Resident and Academic Facility, and most of the east coast had to prepare for an uninvited guest: Hurricane Sandy. This weekend people experienced angst, excitement, fear, happiness. Maybe some of those emotions could be attributed to Halloween.


First off, we were fortunate enough to be able to get our Halloween festivities in before the storm. I tend to go all out for Halloween; this is a force of habit picked up by going to school in the Halloween capital of the world: Salem, Massachusetts – The Witch City!  One of my close friends from back home in Swampscott happens to live just a few blocks away from the RAF, so I headed to his house on Friday night for a Halloween party. He invited a lot of people he met down here, and some of his co-workers.  In Washington, every social gathering doubles as a great opportunity to network and meet people. If I do decide to come back here to start my career, I’ll have a great network of friends that I’ve met along the way.


If you’ve been keeping up with my blogs, you’ll know (and probably will be sick of hearing) that I enjoy politics. Well my friends know this about me too, so I couldn’t let them down. I had to dress up as a political figure, and the easiest target this year was Mitt Romney. Luckily for me, my costume got a great reception. My mask and ‘binder full of women’ were well worth the $15.



After the weekend came to a close it was time to brace ourselves for Sandy. There was major hype about this ‘Frankenstorm,’ and especially what would happen to Washington D.C. if it hit us. My roommates and I decided it would be a good idea to hit the local Harris Teeter and stock up on bottled water and canned goods.  We were going to go on Saturday, but received a picture of how empty the shelves with water were. We decided to wait a day and let them stock up. Waiting was smart, and resulted in us getting everything we needed, including a movie. We were all set for the storm.



As soon as the sky got dark on Sunday afternoon, we realized it was time to stay inside.  It began to drizzle.  Then the wind picked up, and started gusting really hard.  The storm pretty much didn’t do anything more exciting than that, and it was a little bit of a letdown.  Now, of course I am happy that everyone in Washington is safe and there was no damage to the actual city.  Also I’d like to add that my prayers go out to the families in New York and New Jersey who were affected by this hurricane.

The federal government shut down on Monday and Tuesday, so this resulted in a short week for me.  I didn’t hate getting those days off; I don’t think anyone complained.


I began to think about my town back home, and how they fared during the storm. When we get hit with a storm, it’s kind of a tradition for the residents of Swampscott to go down to the ocean to watch the waves crash on the guardrail. I do wish I could have been home to do that, because I bet we would have gotten some serious surf.

Overall, I think this could have been my favorite weekend in Washington thus far, but luckily I’ve got a few more to come. I, along with the rest of the interns in The Washington Center, have to accept that our time here is winding down, and the thought for me is a little disappointing.  It’s been a blast being here, but I have a sneaking suspicion that it won’t be too long before I’m back.

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