Last night Evan, Forrest and I spent several hours wandering around the national monuments in downtown Washington, D.C. This was, of course, after we had fortified ourselves with delicious food. We managed the centrally-located ones just fine: the Washington Monument, the Lincoln Memorial, the Vietnam and Korean War Memorials, the World War II Memorial. But, for some reason, the FDR Memorial and Jefferson Monument just evaded us. We wandered around by the river for what seemed like hours, only to end back up at the Lincoln Memorial every time. The serene expression on his face quickly started to look mocking to me.
We eventually did make it to the FDR Memorial, and were rewarded for our labor. It was dark by this point, and everything looked absolutely beautiful lit up at night. It may just be my favorite monument in D.C. By that point we had to book it back to the nearest metro, so we sadly just had time to wave at Jefferson's house as we cruised by. Another time, I hope.
Highlight of the evening: watching two squirrels furiously mating on the White House lawn. The only downside to this was that I pointed it out (loudly) just as a family with a number of small children walked by. Of course it immediately attracted the kids' attention, and judging from the pained look on the mother's face, it triggered a conversation she'd been hoping to put off for a few more years. Oops.
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