Day three shenanigans began rather late, since the Archivist and I just couldn’t get up.<input ... >
First we went to see the Host’s horses. They aren’t actually hers, but she takes classes and rides through a local stable, and the Archivist LOVES horses. We spent several hours meeting pretty much every horse that wasn’t currently in a lesson, watching several of the lessons, and feeding carrots to the well behaved ones. The Archivist drove us out to the stables, so when we returned we had to find a parking spot on the street on a Sunday. We spent about 20 minutes looking for a non-permit parking location. (Also, I am apparently the only one who knows how to parallel park apparently. So any parking that didn’t happen in a perpendicular space, was done by me. >.> )
After the stable we finally got in to see the National Archives. Photos weren’t allowed inside, so I don’t have any from this. Safe to say the Archivist was overjoyed and could probably have spent the rest of the day there. Since we were in DC in the off season though, everything closes at five so we had to shuffle her out of there as fast as we could. This of course led to almost a half hour in the gift shop, since the Archivist is a serial shopper, and had souvenirs to get for many many people.
Our next stop was the Museum of Natural Science. The only exhibit we really saw was one one identifying and learning about the lives of people who were found in abandoned settlement cemeteries. Pretty interesting.
Here is a photo of SEA CREATURES.
We didn’t go through all the other amazing exhibits, as the Archivist wanted to hit some more gift shops hardcore. We went through three of them at this museum, but I also found some nifty magnets for people, so that was bearable.
Of course, we had ONE MORE that the archivist wanted to go to at American History Museum? (I think! I can’t be sure. Proper nouns are very hard.)
We only really saw the lobby here – but LOOK WHO ELSE WAS HANGING AROUND.
Unfortunately, it was rolling on to closing time for everything, so after this we zoomed back to the Host’s residence.
The Archivist had to leave early, as she expected her drive to take a bit longer and had to work the next day. She took the last of our left-over gyoza and asian food for along the way. Of course, one hour after she left she called and ask “is my camera still on the end table.” Why yes Archivist, your camera is still here. There was some phone negotiating for who mails what to who and where.
Shortly after, my host and I went out to see if we could find something to eat for a late dinner. We walked about a mile and ended up at a Ruby Tuesdays across from some shopping center calling and it a night shortly after that.
The next day was my last, we didn’t get to exciting, just wandered about Georgetown area for a while. Also saw a library that would make the Archivist Madly Jealous.
And more library pron:
And here is a shot of a post office!
We took it easy for most of the afternoon, until it was time to head off to the airport. Goodbye DC!<input ... >
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