Tuesday, March 18, 2014

B is for Bon Voyage: Washington D.C.

A few weeks ago, the BHO texted me and said "Hey. I'm going to be in Washington DC for a weekend in March. If I work my travel magic with points and air miles, you wanna come?" (or something to that effect, if you are familiar with the BHO, "wanna" is not in her vocabulary, what with her being a law school graduate and passer of the board exam and such). Having an adventurous sister is just the best, isn't it?

























I'd never been to Washington D.C. before, so everything was new and exciting and only slightly confusing (I kept mistaking one of the museums for a government building. Who's surprised?). The first day we were there, it was SO cold. It was in the thirties but super windy which made it feel ridiculously chilly. We were determined, however, and dropped by the Capitol Building for some photos of it (and us) in its full winter glory.
























We made our way through the biggies over the next couple of days. I think one of my favorites was the Lincoln memorial. I didn't know that there would be so much writing in the memorial, so that was a fun surprise.
































The water features were all shut down, which sort of made things harder to navigate for some reason. As it turns out… this is NOT a parking lot:

























The Washington Monument was also undergoing some construction after being damaged in an earthquake a couple of years ago.



















The World War II Memorial was still gorgeous, even without the waterworks. The BHO and I took our photos with the pillar from the homeland, as well as our current states of residence.





























The Korean War memorial was also really moving, in both an emotional sense but also in the sense that it felt like it was moving, which is both cool and mildly unsettling.




























Traipsing around Washington DC definitely reminded me that our country was won with tears and blood, shed by the courageous and the determined. Wild and free, may we remember them in the quiet moments in our corners of the land they protected so fiercely.

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