five star accommodations], until late afternoon. He wasn't there to greet us [the jerk] , but he left us a bunch of souvenirs labeled with our names, internet access codes, and a map labeled with every place we might need to go within walking distance. We decided to make a visit to the grocery store [for ice cream and cookies, of course], and then take the Metro to see the Lincoln Memorial at night. It was a bit scary walking through DC at night, but once we got around the monuments, they were packed with tourists and prom goers, which eased our fears. Unfortunately, a thunderstorm was blowing in, and we had about five minutes with Lincoln before my brother picked us up.
Day 2 meant a Capitol tour, a visit to the Library of Congress, an evacuation of the Library of Congress thanks to a suspicious package left out front, a late lunch on the mall, and the Air and Space Museum.
We weren't sure if the kids would be up for so much. They were pretty tired of walking after the Library of Congress, and almost lost all hope when they saw how far away the food trucks sat, but, again, ice cream promises and sugar highs can fix a good case of the grumpies. The kids were ready to visit five more museums after Oreo coffee in a cone. After I got peed on by the youngest of my brood, though, I did good to make through the first floor of the Air and Space Museum. It was here that the kids finally got to see something they had been begging for all day...the gift shop. Exhausted, we headed back to Le Hotel de Jacques, and ate our weight in delicious cake from a bakery called Cake Love that just happened to be on our route. The cake in a jar was superb!