Smithsonians- Sunday, March 6, 2016
We got up and checked out of the hotel. A few of us had a problem getting the elevator down because each one that came was packed full. There were a lot of people, including a gaggle of what appeared to be stewardesses from the United Arab Emirates.
There was a little bit of traffic coming in to Washington, so we arrived here about 20 minutes late. Mr L. still wanted to try to drag the students through two museums this morning. He went through a lot of complicated plans before finally deciding that we'd all do one first and then the other, but definitely both, because Mike.
With so short a time at the American Museum of Natural History, I just tried to make sure I looked through the gift shop first. Then I strolled for just a few minutes. I liked an exhibit that they have now about elections. In addition to some old ballot boxes, they have cut outs of people holding up signs of candidates in the presidential race right now. As candidates have been dropping out, they've been taking the signs down and putting them at the feet of the cutouts. Of course, it reminded me of my bulletin board in school. Some of our girls were looking for the Ruby Slippers. They seem to be gone right now, but the Scarecrow's hat and shoes were on display in their place.
There was nothing in particular I wanted to see at the Museum of Natural History. I helped one of the chaperons take some pictures by the dinosaurs for her son. Then I strolled back to look at some prehistoric stuff, since I had been reading about some recently. I saw some casts of some Ice Age artifacts, as well as some stone axes (apparently original ones) that are over a million years old.
Washington is certainly a city with a lot of memories in it for me. From the trips I took when I was younger with my family (the heat in Arlington, the sights in "Nothing as Original as You") to the Grand Review parades, our engagement and our engage-aversary, to the trips Julie and I've taken together and now the ones with our girls. It seems like everywhere we go I'm reminded of one. Every once in a while, I've gotten to laughing to myself. "Sauseeg?" "No... No..."
Lunch was at Golden Corral in Frederick, MD; dinner, at a Wegman's somewhere. The bus was listing to starboard. We didn't get to West Seneca until after 11:00.
There was a little bit of traffic coming in to Washington, so we arrived here about 20 minutes late. Mr L. still wanted to try to drag the students through two museums this morning. He went through a lot of complicated plans before finally deciding that we'd all do one first and then the other, but definitely both, because Mike.
With so short a time at the American Museum of Natural History, I just tried to make sure I looked through the gift shop first. Then I strolled for just a few minutes. I liked an exhibit that they have now about elections. In addition to some old ballot boxes, they have cut outs of people holding up signs of candidates in the presidential race right now. As candidates have been dropping out, they've been taking the signs down and putting them at the feet of the cutouts. Of course, it reminded me of my bulletin board in school. Some of our girls were looking for the Ruby Slippers. They seem to be gone right now, but the Scarecrow's hat and shoes were on display in their place.
There was nothing in particular I wanted to see at the Museum of Natural History. I helped one of the chaperons take some pictures by the dinosaurs for her son. Then I strolled back to look at some prehistoric stuff, since I had been reading about some recently. I saw some casts of some Ice Age artifacts, as well as some stone axes (apparently original ones) that are over a million years old.
Washington is certainly a city with a lot of memories in it for me. From the trips I took when I was younger with my family (the heat in Arlington, the sights in "Nothing as Original as You") to the Grand Review parades, our engagement and our engage-aversary, to the trips Julie and I've taken together and now the ones with our girls. It seems like everywhere we go I'm reminded of one. Every once in a while, I've gotten to laughing to myself. "Sauseeg?" "No... No..."
Lunch was at Golden Corral in Frederick, MD; dinner, at a Wegman's somewhere. The bus was listing to starboard. We didn't get to West Seneca until after 11:00.
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