Spontenaity

It's Spring Break a few weeks ago, and oh, I tried my nardest to enjoy it. Pretty well succeeded too.

Tuesday began with a much-needed haircut, and then we decided, out of the blue with no planning or foresight, to finally go and explore one of the little corners of the DC area that we've always meant to go down to, but never quite managed to work up the will power to actually go and do. (Old Town Alexandria, if you're curious).

We must have been giddy with spontaneity or something, because spur of the moment is so not how I roll. I plan. I love my plans, and spreadsheets. Generally any out of the ordinary excursion only happens after a few hours of googling and the creation of detailed spreadsheets of various sites to see and a host of dining options, complete with transportation timetables, a detailed map and a rough itinerary. I wish I was kidding. Well, kind of.

You see, my crazy planning apparently does have value. This value became very apparent about 10 minutes into our metro ride when it became very obvious that in our regularly routine lives, this was lunch time. Suddenly all the cute little shops and row houses and water front whatever really didn't matter. We needed food, and we needed it now. It's not hard to tell when we're hungry. We walk quicker, scanning the area like hawks. Our sentences become quick and staccato as we try to communicate as little as possible, because we know any extra syllables will only be hunger induced head ripping. All we needed to do was find some good fast food favorite. Like a 5 Guys or a Chipotle.

After about 5 blocks we found a Subway.

I have no problem with Subway. They are very adequate. They definitely give you food that is edible and tastes ok and is certainly worth $5. It's a perfect quick lunch. But this was spontaneous date day of love. And clearly that was much better suited by yummy but still budget friendly burgers or burritos.

I continued to feel that way for another two blocks. At which point it became very clear that a spontaneous date day of love depended much more on friendly, fed people that still liked each other than it did on the perfect meal. We went back and had Subway. It was very adequate.

One block past where we had previously stopped we saw a Five Guys. A few blocks latter, a Chipotle. What else was there to do but laugh?