Leaving DC

What a wonderful trip.

We averaged about 7 miles of walking each day, not bad for a bum knee! We saw some amazing art, monuments, quotes, sights, views, places and homes. We ate great food. We absorbed history. We read, walked, observed, absorbed, learned and appreciated. We rooted for a baseball team in their new stadium that ain’t the Padres. We enjoyed friends. We laughed with strangers and shared smiles with security guards.

Washington DC is a melting pot of culture. A place of many people, many backgrounds all converge in a city of the world like no other. A place where people respect, demonstrate, speak out, listen, debate, agree, disagree, learn and grow. It has politics, government, art, history, beauty, grime, love, crime, heroes and villains. Most of all Washinton DC is a place for all people.

Statue outside of The Federal Trade Commision, the dome of The National Gallery of Art in the background.

“Man Controlling Trade” one of two paired sculptures outside of The Federal Trade Commision, this one on the Pennsylvania Avenue side with the dome of The National Gallery of Art in the background.

Interior of the Library of Congress, one of the most beautiful buildings I've ever encountered in the U.S.

Interior of the Library of Congress, one of the most beautiful buildings I’ve ever encountered in the U.S.

Being from Virginia myself, Mr. Jefferson has always been an inspiration. This was a nice surprise for me to find in the Library of congress.

Being originally from Virginia myself, Mr. Jefferson has always been an inspiration. This was a nice surprise for me to find in the Library of congress.

It's quite a humbling experience standing inside Mr. Jefferson's library.

It’s quite a humbling experience standing inside Mr. Jefferson’s library.

Myself, Fearsome and the better half frame the Washington Monument while standing on the roof of The Department of the Interior during a private tour of the depression era murals that fill it's corridors.

Myself, Fearsome and the better half frame the Washington Monument while standing on the roof of The Department of the Interior during a private tour of the depression era murals that fill it’s corridors.

We arrived home last night tired, full, happy and grateful. Our six darling pups greeted us with love, love and more love. Our wonderful bed swallowed our tired bodies into its comfortable soul and we slept.

Mitzi welcoming us home, all six of her wonderful pounds bursting with excitement.

Mitzi welcoming us home, all six of her wonderful pounds bursting with excitement.

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