I know I'm supposed to be happy for what my friend Jane calls "the summer people." She's talking about tourists, and she's right. It's a good thing that people come here to spend their time and money. I can't blame anyone for wanting to see Washington DC. It's a beautiful, powerful city full of history and charm.
I should be happy, but. But. But ... it's difficult to share the nation's capital with the rest of the nation, especially when they arrive in huge, ugly, loud, hideous tour buses. I'm not talking about two or three buses at a time, oh no. From Memorial Day through the Fourth of July, it's not possible to take a walk next to the river, or go anywhere on the national mall, without encountering literally dozens of the ugly monsters. The drivers leave them idling for hours in front of the museums so the streets around the mall stink and are at least ten degrees hotter than elsewhere.
Sorry Jane, I should be happy, but.