Back From DC
So. Much. To. See. I'll post pics and stuff, and perhaps put together an obnoxious multimedia presentation. To sum up, I took 800 pictures, drank 4.5 gal of water in 4 days, slogged through 95 degree heat and 80% humidity, spent $25 on train and bus fare, and saw about 1 million square miles of marble. And DUDE! I was at the White House on Obama's birthday (I think?), and in the Capital Building when they were concluding deliberations on Sotamayor. How. Cool. Is. That.
This is a very emphatic entry, isn't it?
The entire place was CRAMMED with tourists, some of them exhibiting a lack of knowledge of American (world, really) history that made me fear for furture generations. Eg. "Why is there a monument to a war that Koreans fought?" "I didn't know the Declaration of Independence was so long!", etc. I got really good at taking quick photos with no tourists in them, and being generally pushy and bitchy to see what I wanted to see. I even got up at the crack of dawn to make it to the Lincoln Memorial before any tourists (and it was rainy, which helped keep them away - soggy weather FTW!)
Unfortunately, I also chose this trip to break in new shoes. I do this every time I visit a new city for some demented reason. It's probably due to the same part of my brain that compels me to order fried rice, even though it's vile. Anyway, wandering for miles and miles played hell on my feet, giving me bleeding blisters. These have now become infected, and I think I may actually have to go to Urgent Care tomorrow for antibiotics since my ankle's swelled up like an orange.
This in itself is a cool experience. I mean, it sucks and I should have brought more bandaids and other first aid accoutremont, but hey! This is what Revolutionary soldiers would have had to deal with - sweltering temperatures, sunburn, dehyration, insect bites, and septic blisters. It's remarkable that we were able to win the war, really.
Tired. Should get more frozen peas for ankle and get some sleep - finally!
Perhaps winter would be a better time to visit?
This is a very emphatic entry, isn't it?
The entire place was CRAMMED with tourists, some of them exhibiting a lack of knowledge of American (world, really) history that made me fear for furture generations. Eg. "Why is there a monument to a war that Koreans fought?" "I didn't know the Declaration of Independence was so long!", etc. I got really good at taking quick photos with no tourists in them, and being generally pushy and bitchy to see what I wanted to see. I even got up at the crack of dawn to make it to the Lincoln Memorial before any tourists (and it was rainy, which helped keep them away - soggy weather FTW!)
Unfortunately, I also chose this trip to break in new shoes. I do this every time I visit a new city for some demented reason. It's probably due to the same part of my brain that compels me to order fried rice, even though it's vile. Anyway, wandering for miles and miles played hell on my feet, giving me bleeding blisters. These have now become infected, and I think I may actually have to go to Urgent Care tomorrow for antibiotics since my ankle's swelled up like an orange.
This in itself is a cool experience. I mean, it sucks and I should have brought more bandaids and other first aid accoutremont, but hey! This is what Revolutionary soldiers would have had to deal with - sweltering temperatures, sunburn, dehyration, insect bites, and septic blisters. It's remarkable that we were able to win the war, really.
Tired. Should get more frozen peas for ankle and get some sleep - finally!
Perhaps winter would be a better time to visit?