It was 1996, and the trip of a lifetime. Early on the morning of the 4th, I hopped a plane to Dulles Airport. When I arrived, I rented a car and made my way toward Washington DC. Unsure of myself, where I was going, or what I would find, I parked the car and made my way to a Metro station, little muni trains to take me to The Mall. Once there, I was amazed at all the people, all the things to see. It was hot, there were vendors everywhere selling water, lemonade and the likes. I walked and walked, seeing everything I could: the Viet Nam wall; the Lincoln Memorial; the Washington Memorial; the reflecting pool. It was a life changing experience, and I did this alone! What an adventure! An announcement regarding a parade was made, and I flopped where I was in the grass, my head resting on my purse.... and promptly fell asleep! Guess it wasn't out of the ordinary, no one bothered me! However, I missed the parade, and got up to make my way to some shade for relief from the heat.
There's something special about being in what would be considered a very patriotic place for the 4th. If your imagination works overtime, you get a sense of the history, the people, who forged a country out of nothing but a few beliefs. If you're considering a trip to DC, make it a reality. It's definitely worth it.
I had hoped to get there again while living in Ohio, but that's another story .... :)
Patriotic HUGS to everyone!
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