Fresh from watching Mr Smith Goes to Washington, we arrived at the Nation Capital a day late. Everything was fine except we traveled at night on the bus instead of getting our sleep in bed. After a rest and a nap at the hotel, we went back to the city to begin our day one exploration. Mainly getting ourselves familiar with the train routes, as well planning our coming days. We then returned to the hotel for our luggage and went to look for our couchsurfer host house, Mr & Mrs G. Digi was thrilled to be walking on the street of Washington D.C. and actually going to be staying with two of its residents. "Technically, we are to be neighbors with the President, mum." Alright, I guess it is clear that the White House was our 1st destination.
|The President lives here , and we were then his new nosy neighbors.|
|At Lincoln's Feet|
|National Gallery of Art|
Digi's way of looking at artifacts or art works of his choice is from every direction, and read its every description. Better still if he could touch, use or wear them. Constraint by time or by my tired legs I tend to give everything a glance here and there and move on, or sit down and just observe from my corner. Digi had no tired legs until bedtime. So to overcome our differences in observation methods and legs capacity, we followed a simple plan, he would take me to a wing (of a particular museum) and left me resting at the entrance (which usually has a seat or two), maybe reading a map or the museum's information pamphlets while he toured the wing by himself. Once that particular wing was done he picked me up like a parcel and dropped me at the next wing's entrance. Sometimes I followed him all the way, sometimes half way then returned to my designated entrance. Someday he is going to reminiscence on this as, "how I took my mum museum hopping."
|Breakfast at Mr & Mrs G|
Washington D.C is definitely on our list to visit again. I'm attracted to the people, felt like every nation on earth has a representative in the city. The grocery not too far from our host's house sells everything, including whole coconut. And everyone are taking public transports. This is almost opposite of Columbus, that those who are taking public transports are the ones without their own. But in Washington D.C. our host Mr. G chose to cycle to work. I really like that.