I end up at the Foggy Bottom station (which received its name from the smoke-filled atomosphere back in the days when there were tons of factories here). Then I ride the escalator up out of the underground subway.
From there, it's about a ten minute walk to the law school. Here's one of the many hot dog stands I pass on the way.
Here's the law school courtyard. (That's George Washington standing there).
And here's the main entrance of the law school.
Now I'm studying between classes in a secluded corner of the law library, trying to write a memo that's due by 6 p.m. I had to predict whether a bunch of kids had a false imprisonment claim against a golf course greenskeeper that kept the kids under an awning for nearly an hour while he filed a report on them for suspected vandalism. I used case law to show that the kids did have a false imprisonment claim.
After a hard day of Contracts, Civil Procedure, and Criminal Law, I'm off for home, where my wife and baby boy greet me.
Eventually, I have to do some homework. Below is a picture of the books I have to read from before school tomorrow. I estimated that with all of the reading they assign, I'll have read about eight thousand pages of legal material by the end of my first year as a law student.