The Commute

I have just wrapped up my third week at the Center, where research on corruption and the justice system of Peru is ongoing. I started by gathering data from various indices, and then searched for journal articles, news stories, and other reports in an effort to gain a better understanding of why Peru performs as it does. A thorough consideration of a country’s political history, culture and ethnic diversity is necessary to ensure that the projects we design and implement will be effective.

Working in Arlington has afforded me the opportunity to live with my sister in Alexandria this summer. Her house is barely a mile from Mount Vernon and the George Washington Parkway, a scenic thoroughfare that extends from southern Alexandria to Washington D.C. I drive to work in Arlington; the 13.5 mile trip takes roughly 45 minutes to an hour during rush hour, but public transportation would cost significantly more time and money, considering the cost to park at the Alexandria metro station and the fact that I would have to change trains twice before arriving at the appropriate metro station in Arlington.

Fortunately for me, I do not mind the drive. Route 1 takes me straight to Arlington by way of Old Town Alexandria.  Each morning I look forward to the view that unfolds as I drive north past Crystal City and cross I-395; Washington D.C. and its monuments becomes visible to the east across the Potomac, I can see Georgetown University perched atop its hill straight ahead in the distance, and the vast Pentagon complex dominates my view to the west as I drive along its perimeter for more than a mile before I turn onto Wilson Boulevard.