Sunday, July 22, 2018

Sunday Truism

Everywhere is within walking distance if you have the time.
~ Steven Wright

Taken by SPP in Washington DC

Friday, July 20, 2018

A Peak

I'm working on the NYC part of our trip but for now...
When we went to the East Coast in March, these small town kidnicks saw things they had never seen before. 
Snow, airplanes, Congress, museums.
Gobs of people
They also got a bit of perspective regarding where they live and maybe what they take for granted.
We come from an agricultural area and seeing, touching and even raising animals is common.
Not so in New York City.
  In the lobby at Rockefeller Center was a roped off area with lots of people lined up.  
Turns out that people living in the city, will make a reservation in order to stand in line to pet baby pigs.
Baby pigs who are listening to this.

Trust me...there WAS sound in New York.







Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Final Washington D.C. Day



I promised myself that I would finish posting about one trip before going on to the next so things don't get jumbled in my mind. 
I also thought this post might at least make me feel cooler in our triple digit heat that shows no sign of departing.
When this trip was set up, our leader submitted a request with our congressman to visit the White House. 
THE WHITE HOUSE.
Just thinking of the history in that building was exciting.  
The adults submitted our information to begin the formalities.  
We were approved.
And then we woke up to this.



And the Federal Buildings all close down.
Including tours of the White House.
BUT, our Vinnie took care of us.  
We walked in the snow to the famous home.
Snow is something many of the kidnicks had never seen before.
It was magical.



Even in the snow, the protesters were still in attendance.
 They were quiet, though and did not disrupt the peaceful sound snow brings filled with kids laughing.




Vinnie took us to the Old Post Office.  
This building was the post office from 1892 through 1899 and had been scheduled for demolition on several occasions over the years.  
As we know, it is owned now by our President.
Looking through old photographs of the building, I must say that I was impressed with the refurbishment.
 It is not gaudy at all and gives the aura of days gone by. 


On to a souvenir shop and past the alley though which John Wilkes Boothe ran in 1865.



While we were in the shop, Vinnie was on the bus making plans. 
 Discovering what was closed and what was not.  
Our family has travelled through WorldStrides three times now and I have always been most impressed.  
The guides are not only knowledgeable about their cities, but they are able to switch gears and change plans at the drop of a snowflake. 
I was so happy we had been able to see the Washington Monument in the sunshine as well as through the cloud/fog/snow.


While Arlington was closed, Vinnie took us past a portion of it. 

And then here.

No footprints were made until we arrived and then you should have heard the squeals of delight.
As I mentioned before, many of these kidnicks had never seen snow, some had never travelled farther than our town.
 Imagine what they must have been feeling.


Experiencing the Marine Corp War Memorial (Iwo Jima) in the snow was breathtaking. 
Truly.






Watching the kids laugh and play in the snow was pretty special, as well.


Ford's Theater was open and Vinnie was able to secure tickets for us while it was not very crowded.
SPP ventured upstairs and was able the take a few shots with perspectives that I had not seen before





On to the National Museum of American History and National Archives (of which I have no photos).
We visited the Roosevelts and Martin Luther King.



Dr. King's Memorial was new to me and quite moving.  
Dr. King represents the Stone of Hope coming from the Mountain of Despair behind him.
I also found the physical address of the Memorial interesting.
1964 Independence Avenue.
1964 is the year the Civil Rights Act became law.



The walls lining the path are Dr. King's own words. 
I could have stayed longer here.



SPF even found a bird's nest.


And then on to another Memorial that had not been there when I last visited.



While we were not allowed to take photos of the Pentagon Building itself, you can see the discoloration of masonry where the plane entered the building and was rebuilt.
The Memorial has a timeline of sorts that lists the birth year of each victim. 
The youngest was 3 and the eldest was a 72 year old Navy Veteran.  
As you look at the victim's names on each bench, you learn whether they were in the Pentagon or on the airplane.
If you are reading the name and looking toward the Pentagon, they were in the building. 
If you read the name while facing away from the building, they were on the airplane.
Quite simple and very powerful.





After dinner and back to the hotel for a quick night of sleep.
Tomorrow we would be on our way to New York.