I walked my friggin butt off!
I told Tanya I wanted to take some pictures. Didn't matter where, didn't matter what the subject was. We hemmed and hawed over where and finally decided we would just hop on the Metro and see what happened. Uh oh. I'm not good at Mass Transit. It is like one big maze and I am the rat that inevitably just crawls in to a corner and waits to be lifted out. But, surprisingly, we did quite well. Visited Arlington Cemetery, which I had been to before, but got to see a few things I hadn't before. Tanya had never been before so we at least went to see the JFK flame but then we kind of wandered off the beaten path.
Oh wait. Hold on. I skipped something. Something BIG. Um........Tanya got me a digital camera for my birthday. Hooty hoo! A small HP to tide me over until I work out the details of getting the big one.
Ok, back to regularly scheduled programming. So here are a few pics from Arlington Cemetery.
It was nice to see things I hadn't seen before. I'm not keen on repetition and enjoy a good surprise. This stop worked out well. Our next stop was Chinatown, baby. Well, at least that's where we got off the Metro. Our poor little Goat feet had no idea what their flip flopped soles were in for. Sure, we walked around Chinatown a bit, but we turned the corner and I saw the dome of the National Gallery of Art and all of the historic gene's that my Mother passed down to me immediately started screaming for a view.
Again, I saw things I had never seen before. Nothing a million other people haven't already seen. But still, I love surprises. These were great ones. Poor Mom was in Portland, getting ready for my cousins wedding and I was constantly sending her text messages of all the things I was seeing. She could have kept walking for hours after we gave up and headed by to Chinatown for some snackage. Here are some pics from the Giant Loop of Death.
We finally got back to Tanya's apartment and pretended we were dying for a while. Got ready to go out, and had a very yummy dinner at Rock Bottom Brewery. The rest of the night didn't exactly go as planned. A typical Goat evening only has two requirements. Beer and Pool. We had already checked the first one off the list but the second was proving quite difficult. Seems that Saturday, October, 20, 2007 was an important sport night for bar goers. The Maryland/UVA Football game, the Cleveland/Boston Baseball game, the UFC fight. Pool tables covered. Bars insanely packed. Sweet heavens, what to do? We drove to three bars before settling at a pool hall for those who think they can dance. Let's just say, there was a dj and girls who decided the dj was playing just for them. The place was packed and there was a waiting list to play on the tables. Tanya ran the table. Massacre. It wasn't pretty.
So, today is Five Guys and a trip home. I am trying to decide if I will take the road to Charlottesville, like we did last year. It was beautiful and I have a camera to document it this time. Thanks, G.
Edited for weird spelling errors. I blame the fact that I wrote this when I was extremely tired.
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