Showing posts with label District of Columbia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label District of Columbia. Show all posts

Friday, April 27, 2012

I'm glad we were here together in our nation's capital

Sometimes when I am in DC I cannot get the Forrest Gump voice out of my head.

This is a short trip, so there will be very few posts about it.

I'm going to some of the same spots I went to in January, only this time I have the little one. Maybe this is the warm-up trip for this summer. We went to the natural history museum yesterday. I told her about how the last time she was there she was scared to walk under the whale. So we walked under the whale. Then we went to the rocks and gems display. Giant quartz crystals are way more interesting than the Hope Diamond, which isn't really that big.
But the planets and other space stuff is always what keeps her interest the most.

Friday, January 13, 2012

misc

I dislike how almost all DC-area metro stations look alike inside.

Thomas Jefferson made a book called "The Life and Morals of Jesus of Nazareth" by cutting up parts of the New Testament and pasting them together. He removed everything about miracles, resurrection, angels, prophecy, etc. It was just the story of Jesus the man and his teachings.

I left my favorite pillow in Arlington. I realized within a minute of stepping outside, but I had locked the door behind me. I will probably need to stop and get it on the way home - I'm not ready to break my dependence on it.

The Smithsonian Museum of American History had a little bit of flag waving nationalism but a lot less than I feared. The Air and Space Museum, however, was a bummer. Our country's development of aviation and the space program has really been all about the military. Plus it was hard to concentrate on taking a picture of the alternate moon lander thingy when the doors to the food court kept opening and letting that unique McDonalds smell out.


the "hang up signs" people and the "add paper towels to the bathroom" people really need to talk

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

a letter for my kiddo

Hey Little,

I took a bunch of pictures today. I tried to take pictures of things you might find interesting.

This small triangular thing is a piece of a moon rock! When people went to the moon, they brought back a moon rock. This is part of it.

When some of the first few people went into space, they went in something almost exactly like this! It's pretty small in there, but there's room for one person to sit.


This has been in space! It's the tip of a rocket.



You know how people went to the moon? They had to wear special space suits. Someone wore this on the moon!

This is another space suit that someone wore on the moon!


This is a cast of dinosaur bones, which means they took dinosaur bones and copied the exact shapes so that they could display the copies in a museum. This is a triceratops, like in that book we read. The triceratops is huge!

Check out this woolly mammoth! It was a giant animal sort of like an elephant!


People thought there weren't anymore of these fish in the ocean, but then they found one! It's pretty weird looking.



Giant whale!


That whale again!


It's a piece of a meteor!

The bones of a giant turtle!


Scientists think that this rock is from Mars. They think that a meteor hit Mars, which sent Mars rocks flying into space, including this one!


more parts of meteors from different places


an old train. It's green!


another old train


a third train. Black and red!

I really miss you! Hope you like the pictures I took for you.

Love,
Dad

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

No Jesus Allowed

apparently, walking on water is strictly forbidden in DC (bottom center)

light

Twice on this trip I've looked up into the very beginnings of a sunset, where the sun is large, yellow, and blinding. The circumstances were very different.
The first one was on Sunday when I was driving in. I turned west on 495, which meant I was almost at my first stop (faster than I had remembered it taking), and "Wouldn't It Be Nice" was on the stereo, and it was one of those little bursts of happiness for no good reason.
The second was today at the Holocaust Museum. After touring the exhibit I went into the Hall of Remembrances and approached one of the narrow windows, which happened to be facing west across the Tidal Basin.

I last toured the Holocaust Museum at age 13, and I remember the big pile of shoes the most. That was what took all the horrific imagery and put it in the context of real people. Today I was kind of a wreck way before the shoes.

Would have liked to hug my kid after that.


Monday, January 9, 2012

oops

I was denied entry to the Holocaust Museum because I had a flask of vodka in my bookbag.

I had filled it up for a party on Saturday, but I didn't use it, so it's completely full.
Today I brought the bookbag with me into DC, completely forgetting about the flask.
So I walked in and put my bag in the x-ray machine, and it took me a minute to realize what the guy was talking about when he asked about the flask. I laughed and admitted it was full of vodka. He told me I could go outside and pour it out, but since the museum was about to close I just said I'd come back another day (note: turns out I wouldn't even have been able to take the elevator up to the main exhibtit anyway, that closes 1 hour before the museum closes).

So... oops.

self portrait in front of the Tidal Basin

it was snowing (a lot)

goodbye, old friends

Back in 2010 I misjudged how much my partner and I would each have to pay for a DC metro ride, and I ended up with two 20 cent cards.
I carried them around for at least a year and a half.
Finally, they're home.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

departure

I'm not very good at packing.
Well... I'm really good at packing a car. But I'm pretty bad at deciding / remembering what to bring in the first place.

Today I left for a trip that will be at least a week and a half. It's January in North America.
I didn't bring a coat.
I actually didn't bring a single thing with long sleeves.
But I did bring a milk crate full of oranges, and something like six pounds of baby carrots. I don't even like carrots that much.

Tomorrow's to-do list now includes thrift stores.