Reflections of Washington D.C. part 1
Last year I was privileged to be able to travel to the US with a group of young leaders from Asian and Pacific countries as part of the International Visitors Leadership Program^. Many of the meetings and sessions were organised by local volunteers and the content and context chosen by invited guests. This post* is part 1 about my experiences in Washington D.C. ******************* Introduction - one year on Washington D.C. was my first city to explore. Following the gruelling trip from Sydney to LA, and then across the vast width of the US, I remember arriving late at night at an airport where arrivals catch a tram to the luggage area. The airport was new and crisp, its walls white and ceilings high. All the shops were shut, and at one point I was unsure of where to go as our group of arrivals caught elevators down a story to wait for the tram. Seeing no signs or people to point me in the right direction, I simply followed them. It was put to me the day before by a taxi