Lazy Sunday

After the frolics and mileage of Saturday, today has been an altogether more laid back affair. This morning I ventured up to Dupont Circle to visit the weekly Farmer's Market there. I went last time I was in DC with the mooting competition, but didn't have a good chance to look around, so it was nice to be able to spend a decent amount of time there trying the free samples and surveying what was on offer; just about everything it transpired. The queue for one stall was so long that I just had to join the line to see what was so good about it - the resulting croissant didn't disappoint.

Afterwards we all met up to go to Kramer's Books for, oddly enough, brunch. It's a wonderful place, It's basically a book store, but out the back is a cafe/bar/restaurant which serves one of the best brunches in DC, and again, the queue length is testament to that. Fortunately, the other's being late meant that we actually avoided the earlier morning rush and got seated straight away. The menu was extensive, and the choice hard, but I settled on pancakes with assorted berries and walnut syrup with scrambled eggs, sausage and fried potatoes, washed down with complimentary orange juice. It was good, very good, although I think Charlie's banana French toast probably just edged out mine. A place that I'd certainly be happy going to every Sunday. And every other day for that matter.

After that, feeling universally stuffed, we retired for a rest before heading to the river to the same place we hired the bikes from last week to hire kayaks for a bit of a paddle on the Potomac. It took about seven minutes for Alex and Charlie to capsize and get the full Potomac experience, and Ed followed suit about twenty minutes later. Alice, Corey and I managed to stay in our kayaks, but the amount of splashing meant that we weren't any drier, and still weren't by the time we'd walked back home. Alex's and Charlie's attendant was less than impressed by the level of water in their kayak, but it was great fun, and a shame we didn't do it for longer. But there's always next weekend when we're being taken boating by one of the ESU guys here in Washington. So that should be worth looking forward to, and won't need the physical exertion of paddling. Hopefully.