I spent the day across the river....in DC. My first real trip over into Sin City.
So I started with the Smithsonian...the American History building. It's free...you know. I spent around three hours walking around. It was a curious experience.....I had always dreamed of going to the Smithsonian and this was my first real visit. Every kid in America ought to get a day in the American History building.
The curious thing is that they utilize alot of graphics and there was the Presidental area. I had never quiet grasped the fact that from Andrew Jackson....on up to Grant....these were all one-term presidents. Lincoln may have won the second election but he never served it. So there's this long list of Presidents who just did one term and walked away.
I reached a point of overload and finally left after two hours. I walked up the street and came to the World War II memorial. It's a interesting place.....no place to really sit and observe it. The fountain is turned off during the winter period....which lessens the impact of the moment.
I walked on up the mall and hit the Vietnam War memorial. There were forty-odd people gathered....and one guy pointing out someone he knew to his relatives. It was an emotional moment for the guy....he was animated about the guy and went on to describe several events. On a spring afternoon.....there are probably dozens of folks who come to visit like this.
So I finished up with the Lincoln Memorial. It became this odd experience. There were around a hundred people within the Memorial....so it was a bit crowded. I stood and watched this 35-year old woman reading off the "Seven year and fore score speech" to a seven-year old kid. The kid didn't care. She was gazing at all the people. I looked around at a dozen parents who had dragged their young kids to the Memorial and the kids didn't care. There is this point where dragging a kid off for a DC trip doesn't make any sense.
The thing about a walk around DC.....is that you really have to walk. We aren't talking about a measly two or three miles. A five-hour trip means at least five miles of walking. You eventually get to a point where this walking gets to you. But you've got no choice. DC is basically this wide-open zone where walking is mandatory.
So that was my day. And I've got another 52-odd weekends like that.