Our third day started extra early with a 90 minute cruise to Mt. Vernon. We spent 3 hours there touring the grounds and eating. I had some sort of peanut butter and water chestnut soup. Just being adventurous, you know how it is. With another 90 minute cruise back, I finally began to develop the tan I had hoped Atlanta would grant me. We spent the rest of the day visiting all of the other memorials: Jefferson, FDR, Korean, Lincoln, and Vietnam. It was horribly hot, but our timing was blessed and we got hit with a lot of sprinklers walking between two of the monuments. That might have been the highlight of the day. All of that walking paired with all of the day before’s walking meant I got to have my first taxi ride.
I think the fourth day was my favorite. We walked to Capitol Hill and then went over to one of the Library of Congress buildings. That building is the nicest building I’ve ever seen. We got to see Thomas Jefferson’s library, but none of the actual library since we weren’t part of a tour. Next we walked through the Grant Memorial. There were ducks there. The things look like such idiots with their heads down in the water. We were on our way to the Museum of Crime and Punishment when I noticed a building ahead called Red Velvet Cupcakes.
We of course stopped, and I had some delicious cupcakes. I think my favorite was the summer cupcake. It was lemony with cream cheese icing and shredded coconut. Back to the museum–I really liked it; it just has a really cool set up. My brother had told me I would like the handcuff jewelry in the gift shop. I wanted a pair of earrings but they didn’t have any, and for this reason, we stopped at the International Spy Museum’s gift shop. They had some. I bought them. We went to the wax museum after this and had some fun with the presidents.
I was able to convince my family to let me find a Thai restaurant for dinner. We went to Mai Thai, and it was delicious.
On the way home the next day, we went to Toby’s Dinner Theater in Maryland. They were putting on Anything Goes. It was cool, and we got a lot of good food.
Random: One day while we were trying to catch the subway at Metro Station, there was a huge hold up because someone had jumped on the tracks earlier on that rail-line. We had to wait a long time for the trains to start coming again. My dad and I managed to shove our way on to the second train, but my mom and brother had to catch the third. I legitimately mean I shoved people to get through. That’s one of the things I learned was necessary in Atlanta. Why this story is of note though, is because just a few days ago I was at dinner when my friend Mike started talking about how he spent his summer there. It turns out we were both in the station for this event. Small world.