Since I wait forever to finish this I can’t remember whats what from my trip I will give anecdotal highlights, and some random images!
I managed to not kick the Archivist in the head while I was sleeping. This is quite and accomplishment according to my host. (Sometimes I’m a huge sleep flailer.) We ate some leftover pan-asian food and headed out to try and see the National Archives!
Here is the Archivist – ready to tourist up this joint.<input ... >
We went by the Archives, and waited in line for about an hour – there was some special presentation, and they weren’t letting anyone in until that had completed, so we left the line, and headed over to the monuments. (It took at least half an hour to convince the Archivist that we should try and get something else done that day.)
Walked through the pedmall, through the Smithsonian castle, down to the Washington monument, the WWII and Vietnam memorials, and the Lincoln Memorial.
Here is the hottest photo I took the entire time (that isn’t of my host and the Archivist!) Check out my strategically placed flags, sun and contrails! Hawt! (and so was the weather. WHY WASN”T THERE STILL SNOW DC. PUT IT BACK. )
We checked out the White House (not as big as I thought it was. DECEPTIVE MEDIA!) This is not from that point in time (it was starting to get dark when we got to it so I’m posting this much prettier one. With less damn punk high schoolers.) And that guy on top? He is taking a photo of you taking a photo of him taking a photo of … well you get the idea. And he knows the name of your dog. And since you looked at this photo, he knows the name of your goldfish when you were 7. JUST IN CASE. It’s too late for that tinfoil hat. They know now or now know.
I will not post a photo of this, as my photos seem to be mostly of the back of the helpful National Park employee, but the Archivist got a rubbing of a family member from the Vietnam Memorial, which is long, and sad. Thank you amazing National Park employees! (I love ur National Parks!)
Of course, the most INTERESTING THING EVAR, and what you have all been waiting to see, the great mysterious CEILING of the Lincoln Memorial. Isn’t it GLORIOUS! (It might seriously be the first thing I thought of every time I saw a photo of the place. WHAT IS THAT CEILING LIKE? is it marble? do they have sconces? is it full of spiderwebs? BUT NOW IT IS A MYSTERY NO LONGER! It’s rather fancy, in a 1930’s/1950’s kinda way.)
I have some of Lincoln in his very uncomfortable chair (no wonder he looks so unhappy!) But you can find much better, and less people filled ones, out on the wild wilderness web.
By now the sun was starting to get low on the horizon (you can see changing light range in that one picture up there ^ ) which is when we headed over to the side of the White House that you usually see in photos with the big fence. And people patrolling, and several police cars, and crazy amounts of people just peering at it. Including noisy, t-shirt coordinated teenagers.
Then we headed back (longest walk ever!)
My host and the Archivist insisted in getting a hot dog on the way. I had a bite, it was tasty. BUT WE HAD DINNER PLANS! So we stopped by a Japanese store (next to a police station!), picked up some snacks and pot-sticker wraps for our epic dinner, before heading back to my host’s place.
Of course, because nothing goes well in the Archivists world, every time we rode the metro, her ticket wouldn’t work to let her out and she had to talk to the ticket counter each time. HAH! By the end of the day I ended up carrying it for her, so it wouldn’t demagnetize. My magnetic field is just more friendly to tickets than hers! (If only the same could be said about radio. My iPod transmitter hates me.)
The our evening was spent in hours of making a mess and delicious gyoza. NOM NOM NOM.
The night was finished by seeing Disney’s Alice (not in 3D) before turning in, so we could get to everything we wanted to the next day.<input ... >
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