Yesterday was our day in the nation’s capital. Hate the politics, but I love the history, the architecture, and the diverse people. It’s a joy to chat with strangers from different lands and different perspectives. And it’s just as much of a joy, for a brief, shining moment, to get the hell out of the insular, white bread, homogenous state of Kansas. Here on the east coast there’s a good possibility that I could look as far as the eye can see and not run across a super-conservative, right-wing bible thumper. Heavenly.
Our day in pictures:
It was a wet, cold, blustery day. We were chilled and soaking wet. There were some arguments and a little snapping back and forth (between The Husband and myself – we truly should NOT travel together). Actually, a lot of snapping. But it was all worth it.
This morning we head to historic Philadelphia and Independence Hall on another cold, wet day. We go armed with new umbrellas (ours were all turned inside out and rendered useless in D.C.). And when the arguments and snapping die down, we do actually enjoy each other’s company.
Looking forward to making new memories today.