SPRINGTIME IN D.C.
When each of my girls hit the age of ten I started taking them on a separate trip every year. There were a few times we met up with family in California. Sometimes I pick the spot, sometimes I let them do it. When Lucy was five all she wanted to do was go to Las Vegas and when Taylor was thirteen I took her to India for the first time.
Taylor and I spent so much time alone in Paris this month that counted for her trip.
Recently it dawned on me that Lucy had been all over the world but had not yet visited Washington D.C.
For those who have not been it is one of the most interesting and beautiful cities in the country. When I was there this time I had this fantasy, with a capital F that someday I would go there for two weeks and see EVERY museum in the city. Unless you really stay there for a spell there is no way to see everything. You either pick a few and do them right or you run in and out of a lot and see very little.
So on Thursday Lucy and I took the train down for two days. I love trains. I wish I could go everywhere on them. It takes three hours from New York, but these days by the time you add in the drive to the airport and security and delays….it’s faster to hop on an Amtrak.
I let Lucy pick the Museums she wanted to see. Her first choice was The Museum Of American History. A good call. I had never been there. We were there for close to three hours.
I know where is the history? You go to D.C and more pictures of clothes and jewelry???? We also saw the entire history of all the wars America has every fought. We did the history of all the Presidents. We spent half an hour in the Star Spangled Banner wing. We went… I won’t bore you. We did most of the museum. I just took odd photos.
We also went to The Air and Space Museum. I made her go there. I thought she would love it. She didn’t. For some reason I didn’t take any pictures. I think I was so involved in getting her to like it I forgot. Though we found a very interesting film about the history of America in the late 20th Century using the space program as the controlling dynamic, But they threw us out once it got to 1984 as they were preparing for a private party. Don’t ask, made no sense to me either. So we left. Next stop she chose The Holocaust Museum. Unfortunately I had no idea this is one of the most popular museums in the city. They line up to get tickets at eight in the morning. So we got in but could not see the permanent exhibition, though we saw two very good shows, one on Nazi Propaganda.
My cousin Jennifer lives in Maryland and she has come to see me the last few times I was in DC. She had never met Lucy and her brother Ken, a cousin I had not seen in decades was in town. So it was a very special treat as we got to all have dinner and catch up and they met Lucy.