Day 4/5 – Providence to DC/Georgetown

Sunday September 9th 2012

Do you like driving? You should have been there on that day. Prising our eyes open and pounding the life back into bodies stiff from sleeping on the floor, we came to in the hazy light of a cloudy Rhode Island morning. Fighting back tears, we took leave of the Brown Derbies and began the drive to Washington which would last all day.

Since I was driving, I will now relate the driving conditions on the Interstate 95 that morning. First, all the vehicles are much bigger than in Europe. Cars, buses, trucks, all big. Second, everyone drives very close together. The result: the cars cover the road like a carpet. Thirdly, the speed of the cars in one lane is not related to that lane’s position on the highway. People don’t go slow in the inside lane and fast in the outside lane, you just pick your favourite lane and stay in it for as long as you feel like.

At the other end of a twisty turny route over many bridges etc. in the New York area was Eugene Chang at JFK airport, mastermind of the Techtonic movements. We got him straight in the car and it felt good. The next step was to get out of there again; five hours ahead till DC at this point. Now there were two drivers in each car: Niall and David in the Death Star/Shirley, and Ryan joined by Eugene in the Enterprise/Hank. We held it together till the first services on the New Jersey Turnpike. We then headed swiftly to Georgetown; or at least Hank did… a navigational mishap in Shirley involved ignoring Delaware and therefore arriving more than an hour and a half later. We then met our lovely hosts and got some much needed sleep in.


Monday September 10th 2012

The Techtonics love Mondays. As we wanted as much Monday as we could get, we kicked each other out of bed bang on 8 am for eggs. Thank you Gill, Stephen and Jasmine for the excellent hospitality and night’s rest. Only 45 minutes behind schedule, we made our way to Georgetown Day School to sing and dance for the great kids and super nice teachers. We were even lucky enough to hear some of the school’s own a cappella talent and to humbly offer our thoughts on where they could take their performance.

There is a diner in Georgetown called ‘Steak and Egg’. If you need a hearty lunch for 12 hungry boys in no time at all, you go there. They fix everything just behind the counter while you watch the meat sizzling on the hot plate and the waitress passing down the line of customers like a tornado; knives and forks, drinks, plates flying out in all directions.

On the road with DC behind us, we convoyed back up the Interstate 95 through Maryland, Delaware and Pennsylvania, forests and rivers flying past and the city of Philadelphia coming up at us like a rock in the ocean. This was base for one night, the home of Philly cheese steaks and also of our hosts, The Broad Street Line. An a cappella group of tremendous ability and generosity, these boys gave us, among other things, the run of their roof terrace and a jolly good time.

In the first part of the evening, we did a secret activity which I can’t tell you anything about. Suffice it to say that there was singing involved¬†by the Pentatonix of American TV show The Sing Off where we were part of a paying audience in a music venue. Evidence of us meeting them after the show and the joy thence derived¬†can be found in the facebook.

In the second part of the evening, we went back to the Broad Street Line house and had a party. We were hella lucky that Tom, Nick and the boys sorted out some bang tasty beers and got round their hella cool friends. It was night now and from the roof, the lights of the city watched down as we sang and drank the night away. Yo ho ho.


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