Flew into DC. Flying in over the city at night was beautiful. Plus I had the neat experience of sitting next to a girl who was just flying in from Russia to work for the next four months. As I talked to her, I was so glad that I would have friends to share this trip with and that I didn't have to do everything by myself. Linds picked me up and took me back to her place where we were able to catch up. As we sat there talking, it felt like we were back in Freshman year having one of our late night chats.
Air and Space Museum
The morning was spent at the Air and Space Museum (the most visited museum in the world). It was so much fun to go with someone who loves science, Megan's brother Kevin, and who was able to give more details than the little placards afforded. Plus the flight simulator was fabulous, even if we did spend most of our time upside down. I did learn though that it's hard to fly with one hand and keep my skirt down with the other.
American History Museum
I think by far this is my favorite museum in DC. I could lose myself in there for hours and still feel like I there was so much more to see. They have redone the exhibits since I was last there and the changes were incredible and may have made me slightly emotional. :) I'm glad that they've preserved the star spangled flag, and fixed the preservation mistakes made from the past, so that my children one day will be able to see first hand the symbol that has survived has inspired so many people. I thought the exhibit devoted to all of the wars that we've fought in and how gave a great overview on why we fought and what we hoped to accomplish. But by far the highlight was the new Lincoln exhibit to celebrate the 250th anniversary of his birth. Lincoln really was one of the most incredible men this world has ever seen. I am still amazed at the obstacles he was faced with and how he was able to overcome them with such believe in God and a higher power to direct him. Like all of us he had his flaws, but he never let those get in the way of what he thought he needed to do in life. At the end of the exhibit they had a timeline of how he aged during the years he was President and to see the toll the war took on him was shocking to see. When the war ended he really look like an old man.
While Emily and Megan went to the Holocaust Museum, I went to Georgetown with Lindsay. Everyone should go to the Holocaust Museum once, but for me once was enough. Georgetown is beautiful. I would love one day to live on a cobblestone street lined with trees and great architecture. We ate dinner on the warf before a twilight boat ride down the Potomac. I loved watching the monuments light up as the night sky darken. We finished up the night with cupcakes from Georgetown Cupcakes with Then cupcakes from Georgetown Cupcakes. If you ever go the lemon one was the all around favorite.
Shushu shushu and I finally get up to investigate. And since I can't see more than 10 feet without my glasses on I probably wasn't the smartest person to look out window. Finally I'm able to make out some man in the yard below. At first I can't tell what he's doing and why he's standing under our window. Then I realize that he's bending over something--sanding. He's sanding something at one in the morning! Are you serious? Who sands at that time? Once we realized what was going on, Emily and I got the giggles and every time he started sanding again we would break out into laughter.
I love Gettysburg. The immortal word of Abraham Lincoln still move me to this day and I think accurately sum up my feelings of being there.
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
For me coming to Gettysburg is a reminder of the charge I have to carry out their legacy. That I live my life so that I am making this country better.
One of the great thing about our trip was having a guide in the car with us as we traversed the park. It was great to be able to follow the path of the battle and to be able to live it chronology. Doing so, I was able to get a better feel for how the battle went and the hardship and the miracle it was the North pulled out a victory. They've added a new visitors center since the last time I was there and the diorama of the battle is moving. When it was shown to battle survivors years later they said that it was so lifelike that it transported them back to the battle.
anybody's numbers, and I'm not sure exactly where Lindsay lives. After about ten minutes of wandering around Lindsay's neighborhood, I was able to find the right house.
Linds and I went to a couple of parties, and it was funny/ironic/strange to realize that if you are single no matter where you live that is what you do on a Friday night--you go to parties and create small talk. The only thing that was different about these parties is that everybody either worked for the state department, on the hill, or in one of the many museums which meant that they had a first hand view of the current events that were talking place.
Sunday in DC is wonderful because it is so peaceful as the city takes on almost a quiet and relaxed feel.
I went with Lindsay to her singles ward, and it was fun to run into people I know. The church really is small. Linds and I then meet up with Megan, Emily, Megan's brother Kevin and his wife Dana at Arrlington. I am always so amazed at the reverence that is shown there. How people are deathly, bad pun, silent.
At President Kennedy's Grave
This picture would make you think that I'm standing in front of a famous grave, I'm not.
The view from Arlington House
The general section, or at least that is what I called it. Some of those tombstones were huge!
I just loved the symbolism of the flag flying.
The Ampitheater and it's beautiful architectural details.
Sunday evening was monument time. We walked from one end of the tidal basin to the other and then from one end of the mall to the other. Let's just say it was a lot of walking, but so beautiful. I loved siting on the steps of the Jefferson Memorial and watching the sun set across the tidal basin.
The group shot. It only took us like 10 tries to get all three of us in it.
Of course I had to take pictures of the monuments from the paddle boats. :)
The Library of Congress. This picture doesn't give the whole story as to how packed it actually was.
Word to the wise. Don't go there right before closing.
The sun setting over the Mall.
After the concert.
Last day :( and of course it we were super busy as we were trying to fit everything in before we left. Because I needed to catch the bus to the airport from downtown, I had to bring my luggage in with me in the morning. And since the trains were super slow because their had been an accident the night before, I ended up walking/ running almost a mile with my bags so that I could get my luggage dropped off before we had to be at our nine o'clock Capitol tour. Of course, I get to the Capitol on-time only to find that there had been a bomb scare and we had to wait for almost an hour to get into the Capitol.
Utah have the mountains for directions, DC has the Washington Monument. And the view from the top can't be beat.