Extended Stay America - Washington, D.C. - Rockville
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The next day we set out to explore more of D.C. once again. This time, we started out at the Smithsonian Zoo. We got there around 9:30am and there was ************e there. It was kind of nice to have the place almost to ourselves for a little. We started looking for animals, but being that early in the day, most of the animals we tried to look at were still asleep. So, we followed the noises of the animals that were already awake to check them out. ...
... the first installment of our latest adventures. Enjoy.
We set out the next day as I said in our last blog, and drove across the rest of Colorado all the way across Kansas (which was probably the most boring and insane drive I have ever made), and into Northern Missouri where we stayed with some of Ible's relatives for the night. After we spent the night and before we left town we got our car serviced, and then ...
... friend of theirs that we've now had the pleasure to meet. After brunch Alexis helped us buy train tickets, (actually she paid for the tickets) and told us which station to go to for the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum.
We ended up spending the whole afternoon at the museum. It is a fantastic museum, with great exhibits from early flight and astronomy to space missions. We also tried our hand at a fighter plane ...
... our nails, and bled yellow, green and blue along with Todo Mundo. You couldn’t get more “Brazilian” than Lider Pub, tucked in a side alley around the corner from a small square and open air market where they sell fruit and vegetables and live chickens to be slaughtered for meat or sacrificed. There was only one set of colors to wear and only one side to cheer for. And if you weren’t drowning the stress from the game ...
... of people, hanging on every word.
It was at this time we were joined by Scott, an old writing
friend. He came forward and got me in a hug. I’m not really a hugger, but it
wasn’t the hug that was bothering me. It was the fact that I was perched
precariously on the top step. I could easily have taken the quick way down.
As a group, we wandered over to the Vietnam War Memorial.
Over 50,000 names adorn ...