I feel like Washington DC is somewhere that I could actually live in the USA. The people are friendly but productive, and relaxed but active. They are my kind of people! I wish I'd been a little bit less tired by the time we got to Washington because there was just so much to see. I was also starting to run a little bit low on money by this point, so a few things were quite restricted.
Brandt and I came across this weird... festival... thing... in a big park near the Capital. My guess is that it's some form of Earth parade, but I'm probably completely wrong about that! Either way, it was completely obscure and we were a little bit baffled.
I was seriously disappointed with the White House. In the movies, they make it seem so accessible and grand, but in real life it's kinda... too far away for me to really give a shit about!
Brandt and I were glad to finally see it though because I'd been running around DC saying, "That's the White House, that's the White House!" for everything that wasn't the White House (specifically the Capitol), so at this point my enthusiasm for naming everything the White House was finally put to rest.
The Smithsonian museums were pretty freaking epic. Unfortunately, we were at the point of serious sensory overload by this point so I really didn't appreciate the museums as much as I'd like to have done so. I feel like I could have used an extra week in Washington because there was just so much to see.
This quote spoke to me, and every time I read it I get excited, it inspires me deeply.
"They may have cut down our sacred tree. But they forgot to destroy the roots. And now the roots are blossoming"
The National Monument.
The Lincoln Statue was pretty awesome, if only because of it's size. I remember this day as being possibly the hottest we'd experienced so far, and Washington was beautiful. By this point I had a very epic tights tan half way down my calf, and Brandt was working on his boer tan daily. Speaking of boers, later on in the presidents park we heard Afrikaans and stopped to have a conversation with other South African tourists whose kids were at Stellenbosch studying Engineering. Small world.
Life would be better if I were a moose. This dude has his shit together.
This WW2 memorial gave me Goosebumps, and I'm a cold hearted bitch.
I feel like this memorial was cooler than the National Monument and the Lincoln statue put together. Sorry dude, you're just not that interesting.
I just like this photo because there were so many Special Police Officers around, and one told us that we could go through the fence, so we didn't have to walk the whole way around the President's Park to get to the road. Thanks, dude.
I really enjoyed our tour of the Capitol. This was on the first day of our travels, and we arrived just in time for the final tour of the day. Tours were free and informative, an awesome end to our tourist attractions for the day.
One day when trying to get home, Brandt and I got caught in a downpour. That. was. awesome. So we hung out under a bridge for a while, and the rain never really passed so we just kept on going.
This was another photo at the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum.
The most disappointing Walmart in the universe. Brandt and I pretty much survived on Pringles for lunch throughout our journey, as they were affordable and there were so many flavours to choose from. We stocked up here.
Hello, President's Park.
Brandt treated me to a carousel ride which was awesome! And then the dork stood on one of the horses and got shouted at.
Street food in DC was incredible, I wish I'd taken a photo of the road full of food trucks. On this day, I had chickpeas and pilau rice with salad, while Brandt had whatever that is he's holding! They were both delicious, and the trucks were spotless.
On one of the nights, Brandt and I headed to China Town and had a meal. It was a very average meal of veggie fried rice for me, but it was substantial and Brandt finished it for breakfast the next day. The lady sitting behind Brandt in this photo unfortunately would not stop talking to us. It was frustrating because this was the first time we were eating dinner out on our travels, and I was hoping for it to be a sort of romanticish (lol really Jen, what did you expect?!) affair, and then this woman just wouldn't shut up! I felt awful because she was obviously very lonely, but we really just wanted to keep our conversation to ourselves and eat a meal in peace. It had been quite a stressful day from what I remember, and all we wanted was some peace and quiet.
On this day, Brandt and I were trying to find a street. In Washington, you get hundreds of streets from the middle to the left and to the right, and we walked in the completely wrong direction for about 1000 streets. And then found out that we were on the wrong side entirely and had to wonder all the way back. Brandt felt awful about putting me through "bad navigation", but actually I really enjoyed the walk. We got to see a side of Washington that you wouldn't see otherwise, and it was one of the most awesome experiences I've had in my life. So, it was a real blessing in disguise.
Bed Bath & Beyond is more interesting than Walmart. There, I said it.
This is a view from the Lincoln memorial.
The Capitol again, I really like this photo because it's moody.
This little red squirrel was awesome. He was so friendly and stood so close to us.
One of the most awesome parts of the trip was heading back to NYC. We took a bus and got seats at the front of the bus so we could see out the front. By this point I'd gotten quite fed up with sharing EVERYTHING with other people, and I really enjoyed the peace and quiet I got putting my headphones in with my music playing loudly, watching the landscape as we drove towards NYC.
Brandt pretty much as soon as we got back to NYC. We stayed in a place called International House which I honestly thought was pretty awful. I much preferred the Broadway Hotel that we stayed in during our first visit to NYC as it was so much cleaner and just nicer in general! The problem with this place is that we all shared a bathroom, and the bathroom was in the bedroom that Brandt and I stayed in, so at this point I didn't get much sleep at all.