Ben's Blog: Day 15
Today was the sojourn to D.C.. (There's that double period again.) I woke up under a table. It was a rather nice table, nicely colored and all that. I had chose under the table as a place to sleep, because I reasoned that no one would step on me. Thankfully I was right.
After showering and eating breakfast, we quickly packed, and set off. The day was sweltering. We expected to be fine, after all, we had an air conditioned car. How wrong we were.
My mother had deigned to meet a friend for lunch before we explored D.C.. This meant parking a half mile away from where we wanted to be, and walking all the way to the restaurant. It was hot. (The day, not the restaurant.) Lunch was predominated by Kimberly alternatively screaming, and acting hyper. The caffeinated soda didn't help. After the ____ of a lunch, (feel free to put whatever word you wish there... Preferably an expletive.) we walked back through the heat, to take my first metro ride ever.
The metro was pretty cool. (As in interesting, not low-temperature.) I had to stand... The upside of this was that Jonathan and Kimberly from then on thought standing was "cool" and tried to do so on each subsequent ride... Meaning I got a seat. Yay role models.
I won't bore you with the details of our trip to D.C., but instead highlight what I thought was exciting. The National Art Gallery was pretty sweet. I asked to go there because I knew my siblings would hate it. Hehehehe....
The Air and Space Museum was nice. Lots of cool displays. I can't remember specific details. It was yesterday after all. I can barely remember what I had for lunch.
(I think it was a sandwich...)
Our next stop was the Museum of Natural History. Also our last stop, because Kimberly and others were getting tired. That was nice. Chris and I went off on our own. Lots of gift shops and such.
Then it was time to leave. Long metro ride, then a walk to the parking garage. It was really, really hot. Turns out we picked the hottest day, on record, since 1934. Ouch.
Anyway... My dad wanted to drive around and see some monuments before we left. That was around when the expletives set in. The GPS giving bad directions didn't help. Eventually Dad just gave up and headed back to our relatives' house. Well, we stopped at a Temple on the way back, but that was it.
[Truthful Interjection #17: Well, the swearing chain actually got started when we were backing out of the parking garage, and broke off our car mirror. What ensued in the next hour was more swearing from either of my parents than I've heard them use, throughout my entire life, combined. Final conclusion: We are not moving to D.C. anytime soon.]
Alright. I'm tired of D.C.. Later.
-A City, (Not Actually Allentown, Turns Out, But Somewhere Near) Pennsylvania,
Ben
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