Monday, March 30, 2009

DC Day One

Day One started at 4:30AM after going to bed at close to 2:00AM, and this was all thanks to my husband, who so lovingly found the earliest flight out of Austin so that we could get to DC right at nap time. We groggily met up with my in-laws in Houston and were on our way to the nation's capitol.

After flying in and getting our hotel rooms situated, we headed on down to the Metro and jumped on the wrong train to go ahead and get it over with. (We had a similar incident in NYC and it seemed only natural to repeat the folly). So, with that out of the way, we proceeded confidently to get on the right train and made our way to Arlington National Cemetery. Finding out that it was closing just as we were arriving, we made a quick change of plans (because we're flexible and usually have no plans) and walked on over to see the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument and the sights that surrounded the area. I can't emphasize enough how amazing it is to actually stand there next to Lincoln. It was surreal.

Finn was excited about getting to see Ham Linker, but even more excited to trek up and down the stairs leading up to the memorial. This became a trend throughout the trip, as there are a plethora of stairs just about everywhere you go.


The two-tone Washington Monument stood towering over the grounds. Audrie noticed the two red blinking "eyes" at the top, and we imagined some monster to be living up there, gazing down at the people below.








It was a long walk from the cemetery to the Mall, but I was a trooper, and tried my best to keep up with my 8 year old. We made it into the subway station, got on the wrong train...just kidding...we got on the right train that took us back to our hotel where I slept walked through the rest of the evening. Did I mention that we got up at time that I didn't even know existed?



And that's Day One, in a nutshell.


ND

1 comment:

Donna VanCleve said...

Oh, what fun to visit DC again vicariously through your pictures and posts. We probably took a couple of rolls of film when we were there. We were horrible about documenting trips through photos.