I Get Around

After visiting Arlington Cemetery last week I embarked on a forty year walk. Yes, I am now sixty-one, happy birthday to me. For some reason the Lincoln Memorial looked a lot closer in my head than it was in reality. I blame my horrible sense of direction and depth for this miscalculation (this is the same reason I am a horrible driver. Seriously, I am glad to have a New Jersey license plate, people set the expectations low this way).

 I crossed a bridge and river ohhh pretty. This may or may not be me crossing into DC from Virginia. I am not Sacajawea I do not know if this is true, but, my blog, my rules....this is now a state boundary.

Okay, so they monument looks EVEN further now. What am I doing? Reality starts to set in at this point.

I spent a lot of time behind this couple on the bridge, we've seen some crazy things together. We bonded. But also, not sure if they knew I was there. Anyway, random couple, thanks for the memories.

I'm telling you....this bridge was long...I was stuck here for a while...pictures were taken to past the time.

 GREAT SUCCESS! I'm almost there.

 Just kidding I zoomed in to make myself feel a little better. Did I mention I actually passed a metro stop at the beginning of this trail of tears. What was I thinking?

 I should have thrown an elbow at this girl and stolen her bike- I'm pretty sure I could have taken her on.

 Epic statue.
SWEET POTATO I MADE IT. Victory is mine.

 
 I see you there memorial, no hiding from me.

Great spot to just hang out, meet you there in five?

Decided I might as well walk five million miles this day and take it all in so I booked it over to the Korean War Memorial. 

Memorial of the story? Being a tourist is hard and exhausting. Pheww, I'm still feeling the burn.

And here is what I'm working today