Kathryn Duval is a D.C. transplant by way of Chicago, Boston, and Buffalo, NY. She has lived happily in Eastern Market for the past two years, and can most frequently be found at Bullfrog Bagels, Beuchert’s Saloon or pushing the limits of hashtag allowances on Instagram @kate_duval.

I rode every form of transit in D.C. for two weeks and this is what I learned
Kathryn Duval
A rite of passage for any D.C. dweller is to complain about Metro, the city’s public transit system that links the city with parts of Virginia, Maryland, and maybe, one day, a long, long time from now, Dulles Airport. Metro’s long, well-documented history of everything from crippling negligence to death on “America’s subway,” has caused the transit service to begin overhauling its system, working to improve the third-busiest subway in the country, using an ironically lackluster marketing campaign to let the public know they’re working on getting the system “Back 2 Good.”
In August, Metro announced a two-week service impact on the Blue, Orange, and Silver lines, three lines that run all the way from my little pocket of home in Eastern Market, through downtown D.C. and out into suburbs like Vienna, Falls Church, and Alexandria (and again, if we’re lucky, one day, maybe Dulles). The announcement came with near-apocalyptic messaging, that Metro should be used “only if no other alternatives are available.” Given that I’m a rule-follower and slightly phobic of large crowds in confined spaces, I decide to seek out as many alternatives as possible.
What follows is an account of two weeks commuting in D.C. on everything from the bus to a scooter, a rideshare to a bikeshare, an electric bicycle to a broken electric bicycle, and an untold amount of sweat and profanity. (more…)