Perhaps my expectations were too high...but my first week in the ward left much to be desired. It seemed like every utterance in sacrament meeting or the classes was a legal discourse. I wanted to feel the spirit and be uplifted, not convinced of one's personal point of view. For this and other reasons, I left with a bad taste in my mouth.
However, in the last two weeks things have gotten much better. Maybe I've adjusted to the humidity or perhaps that first Sunday was just attorney week and nobody told me. Regardless, testimony meeting was particularly uplifting today. Several of the members in the ward are recent converts to the gospel and a few shared very powerful testimonies.
Following up on these positive experiences I thought I might even try my luck with ward choir... Well, you can't win them all right? As knowledgeable and talented as people generally are in DC, many of them are still tone deaf. I guess the church really is the same no matter where you go...