|Clockwise: Cracker Barrel Pancakes // Rural road from Dover to DC // Travel Naps // Margarita Pizza|
|Out to dinner with mom and Mj's nephew|
|Spencer's // The Amish Farmer's Market|
On Friday and Saturday we visited with Mj's grandmothers. They live in two different senior living communities in two different states. Going to an old folks home is good and bad. It makes me feel very young and spry when I'm surrounded by grey hair and walkers. But it also makes me feel kind of sad about the prospect of getting old. It's totally inevitable. I get that. But it's gotta be hard to watch yourself and your friends kind of deteriorate before your very eyes and lose their independence. Okay, that took a turn for the depressing. Moving on.
|Mj and his Dad|
I got my Cracker Barrel on Saturday morning with Mj and his Dad. It is always a must do when we go out there because their pancakes are crispy edged perfection and the closest one we have is in Arizona. Then we hit the road for Maryland. There are no actual highways between Dover and Maryland so we spent a long time on surface areas before we finally hit the highway. It's so green and rural. We spent the next 3 nights there at L's. His girlfriend Em was in town and they made dinner for us that first night.
|At L's house|
|In Georgetown in front of the Potomac River|
Sunday was the nicest day of the whole trip. Still humid but sunny and no rain. The four of us stopped for brunch then went to Georgetown at my suggestion. Why? I don't know. It was something to do, I thought it might be a fun place to see and I heard there was good shopping. I totally struck out shopping which was actually a good thing. Most of the shops are super expensive and really; I just don't need anything else.
|Botanical Gardens in Washington DC|
|The actual White House. Not the US Treasury Building|
Monday was the first day of the trip that we had on our own. It was with a sense of dread that I set out for DC because of the stupid rain. I really couldn't see sitting in the house so even though it was supposed to rain for most of the day we decided to go for it anyways. At first it was just light scattered showers. We saw the Capital Building and went inside the Botanical Gardens and Air & Space Museum. We met one of Mj's friends for lunch and after that is when it really hit. We decided to skip the Lincoln Monument, head straight for the White House and get going. There was ponding everywhere. That's a new word I picked up watching East Coast news station. It means giant puddles. I had an umbrella in one had so I asked Mj to help me so I could get the camera out and take a picture. Turns out that wasn't the White House. It was the US Treasury Building. Coulda fooled me. So we walk some more. It was raining hard and then it started raining even harder. We snapped a few rushed pics of the White House and Michelle's famous garden.
We still had a long walk to our car and by and by this time we were soaking wet. Mj more then me because he didn't even have an umbrella. Then, I realize I have to go to the bathroom. Really bad. The rain coming down isn't helping matters. Then we realize we have only 13 minutes left on our meter. Then there is a long line at the museum to get in. So we rush into the next museum. It was humid and sticky. I felt gross and itchy from my jeans sticking to my legs. My hair was a damp frizzy disheveled mess. Our socks and shoes were soaked. Converse and ittly bitty pink umbrellas aren't exactly made for East Coast rain. Fun right? Well, somehow it actually was. As we rushed down the street with my hot dripping wet hands holding his I was okay because we were out there doing it together. And these are the times you tend to remember most right? That one time we got caught in the rain and ended up soaking wet while speed walking through the streets of DC.
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